Jihoon was in the middle of composing when he received a knock on the door. It was fortunate he had chosen today to not wear headphones due to an earache from wearing headphones far too often. He approached the door, creeping up onto tiptoes to look through the peephole. However, he could not see anyone. He considered the chances of it being a knock and run for a minute, before deciding that it might just be a case of the visitor being too short to be seen through the peephole. He had, after all,  fallen victim to being too short to be visible himself.

Opening the door, he frowned at the site of no one being on the other side. However, just as he was about to close the door, he spotted a bouquet of red flowers laying carefully on the floor. Gently, he picked them up and gave them a tentative sniff. Divine. He spotted a tag on the side which read ‘Red Tulips’. He smiled to himself and read the meaning that was underneath.

“A declaration of love, huh?” He whispered under his breath. Flipping the tag, he spotted a handwritten message on the other side. It read:

‘To Hoonie,

I love you.

Love Cheollie.’

Jihoon chuckled to himself quietly, before shuffling back inside and shutting the door. He went searching