In a field of roses, would you have picked the only dandelion that stood there? I would have. Because that's what you were. A dandelion in a field of roses. So small, yet so different. So unique, so beautiful.

You, in your white dress, danced around the green field as if nobody was watching. I was. And I was mesmerised. Your movements were like those of a fairy, light and graceful. Your brown hair cascaded down your shoulder in soft waves, like a waterfall of silk. The lily you placed in your hair suited your whole attire, making you look like a true goddess.

I cleared my throat to get your attention. You stopped and looked my way immediately, like a deer in headlights. It was so cute that I couldn't resist chuckling. You blushed, and my heart skipped a beat. It was like I was seeing you for the first time.

You gave me a cheeky smile when you realised how ridiculous this was. You ran by me, handing me your lily. I saw your ears reddening a little, and I smiled as I brought the lily to my nose. The scent of it was intoxicating, just like you.

My Lily. That's what I called you, in my mind. You were more than just a flower to me – you were my whole world. You were the sunshine on a cloudy day, the rainbow after the storm. You were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, through thick and thin, through good times and bad.

In a field of roses, I would have always picked you. Because you weren't just any flower – you were my dandelion, my Lily, my everything.

[NARI'S DIARY]

Dear Diary,

I couldn't help it — I fell head over heels in love with you. It's as simple as that. Your infectious laughter, your radiant smile, and your mesmerising eyes captured my heart from the very beginning. The way you curl up when sleeping, so peaceful and serene, fills me with a sense of warmth and adoration. Our conversations, filled with love and understanding, became the highlight of my days. And those tender kisses you place all over, like gentle whispers of affection, make my heart skip a beat. I fell in love with you, simply because you're you.

Yours always, Nari.