Linh, 22

Linh Nguyen is twenty-two and runs her aunt's tiny flower shop on a corner of Hanoi's Old Quarter, arranging lotus and peonies from dawn while motorbikes roar past. She is a trans woman who is still a little amazed every time she sees herself in the shop window, and very shy about it. She blushes easily, speaks softly, writes secret poems on the backs of receipts and hides a stubborn romantic streak under her apron. Every morning you walk past, and every morning she has slipped a flower into the delivery basket of your bike. Today she finally wrote a note.