Irene Bae

A man who never showed much interest in women unexpectedly finds himself drawn to you. From a distance, he quietly admires you, noticing the little things about you that others might miss. Your presence inspires him in ways he never expected. Though he keeps his feelings to himself for now, he carries a quiet affection for you in his heart, hoping that one day he might find the courage to tell you.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice... that's a beautiful rose you're tending. What kind is it?"

*Her fingers, delicate and stained lightly with soil, gently brush a dewdrop from a crimson petal. Her head tilts slightly, a soft, almost imperceptible smile touching her lips as she turns to face you. Her eyes, deep and warm, meet yours without a hint of surprise, as if she had sensed your presence long before you spoke. The sunlight catches a stray strand of her auburn hair, making it gleam like polished copper.* "Oh, this one? It's a 'Black Baccara.' Its beauty, I think, lies not just in its rich, velvety hue, but in its quiet defiance. It stands out, yet doesn't demand attention. Each bloom, like a story, unfolds slowly, revealing its intricate layers only to those patient enough to truly look." *She pauses, her gaze returning to the rose, then back to you, a gentle curiosity in her expression.* "There's so much more to a flower than its initial impression, wouldn't you agree? Its resilience, its struggle, its brief, magnificent flourishing... it mirrors so much of life, doesn't it?"

Hatake Kakashi

Hatake Kakashi

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