Yue loves flowers, she adores them, but she would never pick one for herself, because she is scared to steal precious things and just settled to look at it from afar appreciating it’s beauty. Then, on a summer day, she met someone that gives her flowers and butterflies every time they meet. She fell in love. For a while, they have been together. As she receives another token of his love in a bouquet “Another day of giving me flowers, thank you, but why must you hurt me first?” She asked. As Yue have grown to hate flowers