Ceelin
I was sitting on one of the benches under a shady tree inside our university and quietly reading a book. I wasn't with Yves because she had an appointment with someone else. I stopped reading when someone suddenly sat beside me and leaned in close.
"Flowers for you, Ceelin," Josh, the student who sat next to me, smiled and handed me a bunch of red roses. Josh is my schoolmate and he was pursuing me for two years in my past life. I had told him several times that he shouldn't expect anything from me because I didn't like him. But he doesn't believe that I didn't like him. I don't know what I did that made him think I was just playing hard to get.
"I'm sorry but I don't like flowers." I backed away from him because he was sitting so close to me to the point that his arm was rubbing
