Chapter 2!

Who knew that with some flowers, tape and a load ton of parchment paper could make something so elegant and beautiful?

Lim (YN) knew that all too much.

He looked at his creation that was laid on the counter. With a loose piece of tape stuck on his hand, he picked it off to wrap around the base of the parchment paper wrapped flowers.

He made sure it was wrapped and secured tightly together. Part of putting together a bouquet was making sure that each of the individual flower in it stood out in its own way.

For his case, he moved the fully bloomed pink rose at the bottom and adjusting it’s petals slightly. The cornelia at the upper half of the bouquet was already placed in a perfect place to show some volume to the flowers.

With a sigh, he was satisfied with his work. The man placed it softly down in a basket below him that was already filled with other sets of bouquets he had made throughout the day.

With a pen, he grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down the location where the bouquets he made were going to go.

‘To Seoul From Gyeokpo-ri.’

(YN) sticked the paper on the side of a basket with another piece of tape. He was now fortunate enough that he had finished the order of a basket of bouquets.

He had received a call in the morning from a woman about quickly making them from someone saying that they needed it for a show. Unlike the other flowers he had packed up before, this order specifically asked him to design each one with different colors of flowers.

A bouquet had the cool blue tones of hydrangeas, another had the mixed colors of green and ones of chrysanthemums. One with strikingly red roses around while the others had cyan colored roses. The prior batch he made had yellow daisies and tulips and the last was asked to be colored pink throughout.

Whatever these were for, it must have been really really strict for it to be almost color coded.

*KRING!~*

The bell up top of the shop’s door suddenly rang out as the man decided to lean back on his chair slightly.

Looking at the person coming through the door, (YN) saw that they had the get-up of a delivery man completed with the cap on the top of their head. Despite their attire, something felt like they weren’t a delivery man at all.

“I’m here to pick up flowers for a Ms.Youkyung to be delivered to Seoul.” The man raised a hand to show a slip of paper.

“Right, please give me a moment!” (YN) smiled softly before he leaned down to grab onto the basket of bouquets. He placed the basket down on the counter.

“Wow these are…a lot of flowers.” The man mumbled out, surprised at the basket and the colors that was embedded throughout. (YN) took a quick glance at their shirt as there was a logo stitched into it.

'Starship Ent.’

“It kinda surprised me that someone called in for a bunch of bouquets with specific colors needed on each of them. Would you know what these are for by any chance? If I had to guess, are these for some sort of birthday?” (YN) gave the basket a pat as he explained to the other man.

“Not quite, sir. We need them to congratulate a girl group for their success!” The man replied, looking throughout the basket and the flowers.

“A-a girl group? That’s new. I usually get orders for any other occasion but that.” (YN) replied, slightly surprised. Not only was this a first but another part of him suddenly felt a weird feeling

“Oh right speaking of, would you mind if I ask one more favor? Ms.Youkyung specifically told me to ask you.” The man placed his hands together.

“Sure thing. What can I help you and Ms.Youkyung with?” (YN) asked with a smile.

“We are supposed to give these to the members of the group, do you mind if you wrote down their names on these?”

“Sure…that wouldn’t be a problem. You can tell me their names and I’ll write it down.” (YN) replied, looking around the counter for something to write on.

“Could you also write down a message for them? A simple congratulations would be just fine.” The man added.

“That wouldn’t be a problem either. I would’ve done that regardless if I knew who these were for. Please give me a second.” (YN) opened up a drawer just below him before placing several gift gards on the counter.

“I must say these are really well made.” The man picked up the pink bouquet from the bunch.

“Well, people say that if something was well made then it was made with love, right?” (YN) replied as he picked up a black pen to write with.

“I’m sure the girls will love how these were made.” The man said, softly touching the petals of the rose near the center of the bouquet.

“Speaking of, who should I address the flowers to? I’ll be needing all of their names.” (YN) pulled the cap off the pen before placing it over one of the cards.

“Ms.Youkyung gave me a list of their names and I believe these are for their leader. You know, I only met her twice but she was so nice both times and really pretty as well.” The man smiled as he described the recipient of the pink bouquet.

“Is that so? Tell me her name and I’ll give her an even nicer message.” The florist replied with a soft chuckle.

“IVE’s leader? Oh it’s none other than Yujin, An Yujin!”

(YN)’s suddenly felt like he was caught in a deafening silence that took his breath away. He wasn’t sure with what he heard and he didn’t even want to assume if what he thought was correct.

“Sir?..” He felt the man tap on his shoulder. After blinking once and then twice, he shook his head slightly.

He glanced at the man and then down at the card where he had smuged the pen’s ink over it from how hard he was pressing it down.

“S-sorry, what was that?” (YN) stuttered out.

“An Yujin is her name, she’s IVE’s leader and one of the recipients of the flowers. I also heard that she was from a rural town and she made her way to the big city herself. Isn’t that so inspiring?”

The florist nodded along as he picked out a clean new card. At the back of his mind, he shrugged it off. Who knew if someone had the same name as her and was from a rural town before moving someplace else.

'That couldn’t be her, right? That’s impossible..’

(YN) carefully wrote down the name on the card. Each letter was written with precision and carefulness to keep it prim and clean. As he set down the card for the ink to dry, he couldn’t help but think that he was sending flowers to someone he despised.

It might not be the right word but after what she has done, even the thought of her would be enough to put him out of a happy mood.

“She always say that she was born and raised in Seoul but some people say that she was from this very town, do you know anything about that by any chance?” The man suddenly asked the florist.

“I-i’m sorry, I haven’t heard of anyone by the name and I’ve lived here all my life. Maybe she’s from the next town over?” (YN) shrugged as he slipped out a lie.

If the Yujin was the same one he was thinking of, then why would she hide that she was from this town? The very town that she spent half her life in, the very town the both of them shared all of their memories with.

No one would hide where they came from…unless they were ashamed.

How could she be ashamed of Gyeokpo-ri? It might not be the best town in the world nor was it anywhere near close to life in the capital but it still had its amazing qualities, ones that could never be found anywhere else.

Maybe her new lavish life made her forget of her old one. If she did then that would mean everything about her past meant nothing. Not only was that an offense to the town but it would be an offense to all the days they had spent together.