Chapitre 43: flowers

Lucian stared at Avey, genuinely baffled. "Flowers… for me?" he asked, the confusion clear in his voice. His eyebrows furrowed in disbelief as he glanced at the bouquet in her hands. Why is she giving me flowers? he thought. It's not my birthday…

He quickly slid his hand into his pocket, pulling out his phone to double-check the date. Nope, definitely not my birthday. So then… why?

Meanwhile, the crowd watching this interaction couldn't help but put their hands on their foreheads, collectively groaning at how oblivious Lucian seemed to be.

"This guy… and they say he's the Romeo of our generation?" one junior whispered to his senior, who was also shaking his head, his lips twitching as he tried not to laugh.

"No way!" Another girl from the crowd chimed in, holding her face in her hands. "How can someone so cute be so clueless?"

A slight blush crept up her cheeks as she continued to watch, utterly captivated by the scene playing out before her.