"The first time we met, you kept glaring at me, which is so you! That's the part I love the most: you've always been yourself with me, sunflower."
...
I hold in my breath as his hands lightly hold mine so he can get the ring into my finger. He looks up at me and I, expecting him to be smirking at me, find myself surprised when he smiles at me.
His fingers leave mine shortly after, and I bring my right hand closer up to admire the ring on my finger.
A small gasp escapes me, and I can't help but smile at him as he slowly stands up. "Did you make it out of rubber bands? Wow..."
It is a ring made of black rubber bands. The rubber bands are supposedly twisted around, giving the ring a neat look.
He nods his head, slowly stepping back, and I make gushing sounds, raising my ring finger and admiring it in front of him, slowly brushing my thumb against the soft rubber bands.
"It's beautiful. How did you do it?"
