Through this cheesy and cringe-worthy description and the equally cheesy and cringe-worthy, or even more, tiny excerpt of a future chapter, I present to you a fictional story starring Minho and Soojung. I first became inspired when I've crossed by someone who'd spoken of Minho as a florist, and I've ever written a MinStal story with a quite large involvement of nature and flowers, although I had dropped the idea long ago. 

The length of this story will be fairly short, although I couldn't estimate the exact number for now. And for the sake of the story and its plot, I've decided to not mind (I know this isn't the best move but still...) the blooming seasons of the flowers because a number of them that I'm about to use may not bloom in the summertime (although I'll try to manage to include summer blooms as a majority). The plot will take place during the summer season, and the pilot's time setting is about mid-June.

Now, for you angst-goers, I won't promise any heart-wrenching, feels-crushing sad scenes as this story will constantly be really-to-fairly lighthearted and fluffy (some scenes will be less cheerful and jovial than others, but they're nowhere near depressing). As for all, I can't promise you very frequent updates as I have to proceed my studies, and, as much as I love writing, I'll have to keep my education as my priority (I'll be tempted to sneak in between studying, though...)

Anyway, enough with the boring-old monologue. I hope you'll all enjoy the story.

(Disclaimer: Cover photo used isn't mine)

Posted below is a short passage from the prologue that is scheduled to be posted in a few days' time. Take it as a teaser. Hee.

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You come into me; faintly, shyly, you come upon me

And just like that—‘Last Summer’ playing from the speakers, with the bubbly blossoms surrounding, the divine floral scent wafting in the air, the aircon blasting at full speed—was when he first met someone whose beauty could rival the contents of the flower-clad room.