A few minutes ago, you coughed up flowers in the middle of your class; and everyone knew what it meant: The Hanahaki.

In simple terms, the Hanahaki can be cured with your crush liking you back.

But Graham doesn’t know you like him, and you don’t intend on telling.

After class, Graham pulled you aside in a charming manner.

“You alright there, {{user}}? I mean…like…you’re not but—um…”

He strayed off his sentence.

“Who’dya like? Maybe I can make them like you back, y’know?”