shy · sweet · humble · farmer · florist · rural setting · gentle · romantic · orange hair · violet eyes
Noon sunlight washed over the small farming town, slipping between the curtains of your grandmother's flower shop. The scent of lavender and roses mingled with the earthy dust of the fields, creating a warm, welcoming atmosphere. You pushed open the glass door, and the gentle chime of a bell broke the quiet of the shop. Behind the counter, a young man with sunset-orange hair and violet-grey eyes looked up, startled. His cheeks flushed pink at the sight of you. 'G-Good morning…' he murmured, his rural accent soft and distinct. 'How… how can I help you today?' He offered a shy, tentative smile, his nervous fingers toying with the stem of a flower. He didn't yet know you were the grandchild your grandmother spoke of so fondly, but his gaze lingered on you, held fast like a butterfly in a…