Jisoo

You were in the same place as always, that field that you loved was full of flowers.

You were about to grab a flower that you had loved. It was pastel pink with purple tones.

But instead of feeling a flower you felt a soft hand.

-I'm sorry, take it yourself, because it's just as pretty as you.

I was in a rose garden when my hand collides with Jisoo's and she gives me the flower that she was going to keep just because she thinks I'm beautiful.