"You must be really talented," He continues. "Oh- Thanks," You start, squinting your eyes to read the name tag on his school uniform. "Miya-kun." "Just call me Atsumu." First name basis with a stranger, because that not strange. "Sure," You speak slowly. "And thanks for the compliment but I didn't make these." "Oh I see. Well, which ones did you make?" With one eyebrow raised in confusion, you hand lifted slowly pointing to an sunflower arrangement that sat mid-center. “That’s one of them.” "Oh that ones nice too" Atsumu compliments, "I love all the bright colors. Its a nice change from the dark colors you’ve had on display." You could feel your head as it tilted off to the side,  "What do you-" "Like that one," He says, pointing to another arrangement in the case. "Like it’s not bad but doesn't it just feel kind of depressing?” "Atsumu." "The colors are so dark it looks like it could be a Halloween decoration." "Atsumu." "Red is usually a romantic color but it can also be quite dreary don't you thi-" "Hey dumbass!" You shout, finally gaining his attention. "I made that one too." The news took a moment to set in but when it did, anyone within a mile radius could see his face as it flushed red with embarrassment. "I mean that’s not to say that it's bad! It's beautiful actual-"  "Go home," You say, turning on your heel to re-enter the shop. "Wait!" He calls out, reaching for you hand. "I'm sorry." "Are you?" "Yes! I was just trying to impress you!" Turning back to face him, your eyes sharpen into a glare. "Impress me? Seriously? And you planned to do this by insulting my work?" "No! I just thought that maybe if I was able to talk about flowers you wou-" "What? That  I would like you or something. That's such childish thinking.” "You're the one that's childish!" Atsumu snaps. "Damn why are you so mean? Can't you see I just was trying to talk to you!" "All I saw you doing was being a dumbass!" "The only dumbass here is you. Over reacting over flowers." "Fuck you!" You finally snap. "Walk off the side of a cliff already." "You first!" Atsumu yells back. "Annoying ass. And here I thought I was gonna get to talk to the cute shop clerk and all I got was a brat." "Well sorry to disappoint!" You say. "If you don't like it, you can leave." "Fine I will!" "Good and don't come back. Matter of fact don’t even show your face around here!" Oh, you’re going to see my face again!" He shouts as he cross the walk. "You know why? Because from now on I'm going to come everyday! To see you and your stupid flowers!" “Why?!” “Don’t worry about it! Just know that I’m gonna make you fall so hard for me,” He starts. “That your gonna love this face one day!” “As if!” You yell back, before running back into the store. Though inside you could still feel the glare on your face, your chest heaving in frustration. “Just who the fuck does that guy think he is?” “Oh dear,” You manager says, appearing from the back from. “What’s got you all worked up that.” “You would not believe what an idiot that guy i-” Stopping short, you notice the arrangement in her hands. “That’s-” “Ah yes,” She smiles. “When I saw the daises you had out, I just couldn’t help myself. I hope you don’t mind. I thought that gave a good contrast to the green. Plus it’s nice and bright compared to the red.” Staring at the yellow flowers, you couldn’t help but be reminded of Atsumu’s golden hair. His face popping into your mind like an unwanted notification. “Dear are you okay?” Your manager asks. “Your face is all red!” “What? No it’s not!” You deny, your hands flying to your face. “I’m just tired. I’m going home.” “Alright!” Your manager says, her eyebrows raised in surprised. “Oh but before your what did that nice boy say.” “Nice boy?” Your repeated. “He was an idiot. Like a super know it all with attitude.” “But wha-” “A bit arrogant too! And he wore a really smug look on his face. Like-” “Hun,” Your manager laughs, setting her hand on your shoulder. “What did he say?” Tch. Looking away you do your best to keep a straight face, “He said he was coming back tomorrow.”