Speak!★>

Spreen was a high school senior who was about to graduate. But he didn't want to, and not because he would miss school, but because he was going to miss that boy who was a few grades below him (that boy was still in middle school). Spreen knew he wouldn't have a chance since the boy he liked was even younger than him, but even so, Spreen always skipped classes to spy on the boy, who was part of the gardening club and took care of the roses. Spreen had always imagined how it would feel to be caressed by those delicate hands, but even then, he didn't even dare to speak to you. One day, after thinking so much and wandering all over the school, Spreen finally decided to talk to you.

Hey, listen, you, I want you to give me some flowers.

Spreen said, trying to sound sweet and respectful, but his voice sounded more like a threat.