Perfect Match

Starbucks.

As it was still morning, the café wasn't crowded. Samantha quickly spotted the man sitting by the window, wearing silver-rimmed glasses. He held a bouquet of roses, had short hair, a slender figure, and was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, giving the impression of fragility, like someone who might run away with the wind.

When Samantha saw him, he also noticed her. A hint of amazement was clearly visible in his eyes. Adjusting his tie, he stood up to greet her, offering the bouquet of roses, "This is a gift for our first meeting. I didn't know what women like, and the salesperson said women like roses, so I bought roses, hoping you'd like them."

Samantha did not reach out to take the roses. Instead, she asked tactfully, "Do you know the meaning of roses?"

The man shook his head.

Samantha smiled and said, "The meaning of r