(A/N: this is the sequel to 'Flower Crown' so read that before reading this to understand what's going on. This is a reunion and it will be very fluffy, and very happy.)

"How can I help you young man?" An old elderly woman asked as I walked into the flower shop. After 11 years of silence, I was able to reach out to an old friend, (Y/N). Her mom still had the house's phone number and asked if I wanted to hang out with (Y/N). After the Sports Festival, besides talking to mom again, I was going to be hanging out with (Y/N).

"I was wondering if you have Asters." I replied. The lady nodded and pulled out a bouquet of purple asters. "I was actually wondering if you have...flower crowns made with asters." I then responded.

The lady smiled. She pulled out a couple of asters from the bouquet. The lady understood what I was talking about and began to weave the stems together. When she finished, I payed up and took the crown, leaving the store and waiting for tomorrow.

(French Narrator: the next day)

I sat on a bench waiting for (Y/N), we promise to meet each other at the same park we last met. I had a bag with me that had the aster crown in it, I have to confess.

"Shouto," a voice called out, "is that really you?" I got off the bench to see her in full view. (Y/N). She hasn't changed much over the years we were apart, she got taller and looks beautiful, she still has her fluffy (H/C) hair and sparkling (E/C) eyes. 

She jumped up and gave me a big hug, and I hugged back. "You haven't changed much the last time I saw you...except for that scar." (Y/N) commented on as she traced the scar on my left side. I grabbed her wrist.

"I want to bring you somewhere," I commended, "follow me." I walked towards a gate-like opening in the forest, as (Y/N) followed behind me. We walked down a steep hill and to a fountain. "Do you remember this place?" I reminded (Y/N).

"This is where I gave you that friendship flower crown, I wish they kept the flower patch though, I loved it so much." (Y/N) calmly answered. As she turned around, she made eye contact with something in my hands: a Aster flower crown.

"(Y/N)," I began, "I loved you ever since we were kids. When I became isolated, I forgot everything about you. But I found a wilted yellow rose crown on my desk, and that's when it clicked. (Y/N), please that this a symbol of my love for you." I placed the crown on (Y/N)'s head, she was slowly crying as she ran into me for a hug. 

"I-I missed you so much too, Shouto," (Y/N) said, her voice was cracking, "when I saw you on TV for the Sports Festival, I knew that I had to be with you again," she looked up at me, "and tell you I love you."

We shared a calming kiss as the wind blew. For the rest of the day, it was mostly catching up on life, confessions, and a lot of kisses. This could not have been more perfect.

(A/N: happy almost Valentine's Day. I realized when writing this that it was almost close to the 14th. So if you don't have someone to celebrate Valentine's Day with (like me), remember that it's a commercial holiday and that Valentine's Day is one fat lie.)