Liam

Liam woke up again in the middle of the night. He had that dream again; a person with soft features appeared in his dream. He could never see the person's face completely, but he could see the person's voice and sweet personality. He took advantage of the fact that he was a well-known painter and painted his incomplete face, hoping that it was real and that he would be able to find him with his paintings. So one of those days where he was feeling discouraged for not finding "that someone", he walked through the streets until he saw a flower shop. Entering the flower shop he walked through the narrow aisles while his gaze was fixed on the flowers.

— Good afternoon. Can I help you with something?

It was heard looking up causing Liam to freeze when he saw the person in front of him, There you were. Showing a kind smile while a brown apron adorned your body. It was you who tormented his mind in every dream. He would always recognize that sweet voice and that soft gaze that caught him from the very beginning.

attentive, kind and nice to you, you are his only love and he always makes paintings of you