It was nighttime in Morioh. Everyone was asleep at this time except for the night owls. Only one person was walking the barely lit streets.
"Alright, Shrek, you got this," the ogre said, trying to give himself some pep talk.
He was holding some sunflowers and was on his way to Rohan's house.
"Hey, Rohan, I wasn't sure if you were up, but I'm glad you're awake because I stole these flowers from- No, that sounds bad. Rohan, I brought you some sunflowers because you brighten my day. No, no, no! What do I say to him?"
Shrek sighed. Why does he bother trying? Romance was not his forte, but he had to try. The two recently started dating, and it was Rohan who made all the moves. He was happy that someone famous he deeply admired truly loved him back. He never understood why him of all people, though. Most people spoke negatively about Shrek's appearance. Somehow Rohan managed to look past that.
"Here are these flowers to show that I care about you," he continued to talk to himself. "No, you stupid ogre! You sound like you have to give him those flowers."
He stopped for a second and had an idea. A smile grew on his face. He knew exactly what to say. He dashed to Rohan's house before he could forget.
Within a few minutes, Shrek was at his house. When he walked up the porch, he noticed the lights in the living room were on, and some music was blasting. Curious, he peeked. He saw Rohan, but he also saw a man with long, wavy purple hair. The stranger wore tight orange pants and had a dark jacket on. The two were standing there and slightly moving around in place, holding microphones in their hands. They were doing karaoke. Shrek could hear Rohan giggle as the stranger accidentally bumped into him. The two of them smiled at each other and made eye contact. Furious, Shrek tossed the flowers on Rohan's dirty welcome mat and left.
"Hey, Rohan," spoke Akira Otoishi as he placed the mic on the coffee table, "It's getting late. The band I'm in wants to rehearse early."
"Alright," he replied. "I should probably head to bed. Goodnight!"
Akira walked out the door, stepping on the sunflowers that Shrek had brought before he left. He looked down.
"Hey, I think you have a secret admirer," he said, grabbing Rohan's attention before he took another step upstairs.
"Oh? Who would-" Rohan's eyes widened, and his heart sank, knowing who was just there a few moments ago.
"Well, I got to go." And then Akira left.
Rohan stood in silence until he moved to place the flowers on the vase, sitting on the coffee table in the living room. If Shrek were to return and peek through his window again, then perhaps he'll notice that he saw his gift. But for now, the anxiety-filled Rohan went upstairs to bed. He probably has a lot of explaining to do in the morning. It was not what Shrek thought.