for a lady most beautiful, I offer a rose -- {;he muttered, pulling a daisy out from behind his back.} oh dear -- {;stuttering, he reached behind his back with the opposite hand, returning with a rose.} I seem to have forgotten which side it was on, but I do think that someone as pretty as yourself deserves both of them. {;he offered the flowers with a smile.}
(/as he approaches, she blinks, tilting her head at the unfamiliar figure. Yet, something’s telling her that he must be a well-known person, but can’t figure out what makes her think that way) Hmm? (/her eyes widen in stupor at the flowers, stifling a chuckle at his mistake which she finds adorable. she quickly switches to English, one of the languages she knows to speak fluently) Thank you for your flattering and kind words, and the flowers. It is a pleasure to meet such a thoughtful gentleman. (/she takes the daisy and the rose, delicately wrapping her fingers around their stem, avoiding the rose’s prickles. she also bows in gratitude and politeness at the other, showing a soft smile) And you’re very handsome. (/she escapes a quiet chuckle, lowering her head as she’s still flustered by his compliments) My name’s Junhee Choi. What is yours, sir? I have this impression of seeing you somewhere, but I am sure we have never met before this encounter.