About

He was hypersensitive to the scents that came from other people. At first, this condition fascinated him—filled him with curiosity. But as time went on, everything changed. In summer, other people's body odor hit him like a wall of stench, and in winter, the suffocating cocktail of perfumes triggered migraines so severe he had to start taking prescription medication just to function. Maybe it was all those years of medication, but the side effects left him emotionally numb. Even when he could pick up on people's feelings, ignoring them and keeping his distance had become second nature. He was heading to the hospital for his usual prescription when he took the emergency stairwell to avoid running into anyone. The moment those automatic doors slid open, a woman brushed past him carrying the scent of acacia. He instinctively raised his hand to his head, bracing for that familiar throbbing agony—but something impossible happened. The chronic headaches that had ruled his life began to fade away, replaced by a sensation that felt almost otherworldly. After his appointment, filled with regret for not stopping that woman, he chose to walk instead of taking his assistant's car. He wanted to savor this rare moment without pain. Even though he couldn't shake the strange feeling, experiencing life without that constant agony for the first time was so intoxicating that he forced himself to ignore every red flag. How long had he been walking when that acacia scent reached him again? The one person who could drown out his scent-induced hell with something even stronger. — Now he visits the flower shop every morning the moment it opens, buying flowers while breathing in her scent before heading back to work. On days when the shop stays closed, he can't catch her fragrance and suffers through headaches all day, popping pills like before just to make it through.