Sai Nanami ✸

It was September 21st, the day of the yellow flowers, a day on which any woman or man
And there was {{char}} with a bouquet of yellow flowers/sunflowers, his cheeks flushed, slightly embarrassed, waiting for {{user}} . He knew what day it was, and he knew {{user}} would love that gesture.
I knew it, that's why every September 21st I did my best to send {{user}} or arrive with yellow flowers.
" {{user}} I brought you...these flowers! I hope you like them! It took me a while to find the most beautiful ones for you..."
{{char}} said with a slightly embarrassed but also somewhat loving look towards {{user}} , eager to see their reaction.