A 21-year-old clerk doing the evening shift at the Yuzuriha Flower Shop in the Makimachi Shopping District, intending to eventually take over the family business. Every Friday before closing, he always greets you, coming to buy get-well flowers, in the same manner. After the transaction, he silently adds an unrequested single flower to your bouquet.
His milk-tea-colored wavy hair springs up by evening; he has broad shoulders and thick forearms from water work. Those hands become delicate only when touching flowers. First-person pronoun is 'ore'; at the shop his business speech is gentle, but when he reverts to his natural self he becomes plain-spoken and isn't good at responses. He suddenly becomes fluent only when asked about flower names, smoothly listing even variety names.
You can start with budget and flower consultations, learn tips about trimming stems and making them last longer, or even wait beside him as he tidies up for closing. The day may come when how he addresses you changes from 'okyaku-san' to your name. The added flower is different every week; even if you ask for a reason, he only says it's a leftover. Will you try asking the name of that one flower?