"You'll love my present." He smiled, his hands folded behind his back. "Well, what is it?" I pressed. He brought his arms out to reveal a flower crown, made of sweet, miniature, colorful flowers. "It'll stay with you forever," He whispered, putting it on my head. "Like me." If only he knew how wrong he was. - i understand it does seem a bit cliche but I swear you won't be disappointed c: -