"Do you like flowers?"

"No, too cliché."

"How about chocolates?"

"I'm allergic."

"Wha-how...never mind. How about a poster? A pick-up line? Something."

"No, those're too cheesy."

I thought that he'd get the hint that all I wanted was him to simply ask me. That I didn't need a proposal for something as silly as a dance.

But he did the opposite. I stood gaping, surrounded by people, who were just as confused as me as to why he was on top of a building.

"If you don't say yes," he said, knees shaking. "I-I'll jump."

Well, it worked. I couldn't say no.

Written in 106 words.