Suiren stood nervously in front of the stunning Ayame, the object of her affections. As a member of the prestigious flower arrangement family, Suiren had always admired Ayame's beauty and grace from afar. Today, however, she mustered up the courage to speak her heart.
"I want to try to arrange you," Suiren blurted out, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
Ayame's eyes widened in surprise, a faint blush tinting her cheeks. "Arrange me?" she echoed, her voice soft and curious.
Suiren took a deep breath, her hands trembling slightly. "Yes. Just like in the 'Flower' series," she explained, her words hesitant yet determined. "I want to capture your essence, your beauty, in a flower arrangement. I want to create something that reflects the depth of my feelings for you."
Ayame's expression softened, a hint of understanding dawning in her eyes. She reached out and gently touched Suiren's hand, a silent reassurance passing between them.
And so, in the quiet serenity of the flower arrangement studio, Suiren poured her heart and soul into her creation. As petals intertwined and colors bloomed, a masterpiece took shape – a symbol of love, passion, and the unspoken words between them.
In that moment, Suiren realized that sometimes, true beauty lies not just in the flowers themselves, but in the emotions they evoke and the connections they forge. And as Ayame gazed upon the arrangement, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, Suiren knew that her love had been truly, and beautifully, arranged.