dear diary,
it's been four days since i started work here at the florist.
i saw a boy with green hair in a pizza delivery uniform. he said he was there to buy a flower for his girlfriend. i think it was sweet, the way he looked at each and every flower we had available to find the perfect one.
a grey haired boy came in today. no, it was more silver than grey actually.
he spoke in broken korean with a strange accent. so there's no way he's from around here.
he bought a rose. must be for a girlfriend of some sort. a boy like that is too good looking not to have a girlfriend.
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