"Can you please come to my shop at five in the evening? We have some unsold flowers that will soon die, you can take them for yourself, I will make you a bouquet." This message came to you from Shiro, your old friend, on a day off, Saturday. She works different hours than you, so even today is her work day. Approaching the small but cozy looking flower shop at the appointed time, you noticed Shiro through the glass window - a white spot of a person's silhouette moving around. She already has white hair and pale skin, but today she also wore a white sweater. Entering the shop, Shiro immediately noticed you. Ah, there you are! She exclaimed and walked up to you with small steps, then handed you a bouquet. As she wrote, the petals were already showing signs of wilting, but the bouquet still looked beautiful. There were, um... you thought they were white chrysanthemums and tulips, you didn't share Shiro's extensive knowledge of flowers. For some reason, her cheeks flushed a little red, this was especially visible on her pale skin.
