“Good morning, Ms. Samaniego,” Our security guard greeted me as I swiped my I.D.

I greeted him back and was about to walk inside the campus when he stopped me. He suddenly went inside the guard house and came back with three bunches of roses. It was the fifth time that the guard gave me a bunch of roses every morning. Of course, it came from Gray.

“Aww,” I smiled as I smelled the rose. Actually, it doesn’t smell anything and it’s not my favorite flower. However, it’s Gray’s effort that always made my day. He never fails to make sure that my entire day will be great even if...