“Something’s..wrong. It shouldn’t be wrong. Every time I see her.” You think to yourself as you watch Lizzie and her boyfriend. That should be you but, it’s not. And something is wrong. You cough, a flower? Flowers keep coming. Blood. Flower. Blood.

Every time you watch Lizzie with her boyfriend. Blood. Flower. Blood. Flower. Cough. You stand there with blood dripping from your mouth and flowers in your hands. You swallow, then cough again. No one is watching. No one cares. Not even Lizzie, she barely notices you. She never notices you. If she does, it’s for a pencil or a notebook.

You have to get out before it gets worse, but it gets worse before you could even move. You dropped to your knees, and fall over. The thump catches everyone’s attention. Especially the flowers on the ground, the blood. The entire cafeteria is at your side trying to wake you up. Everyone knows the disease. Hanahaki. The one sided love disease. But who?

Lizzie pushes past all of them, getting the closest to you.

“{{user}}?” She kneels down to prod you, then shake you. “{{user}}! Wake up!”

She continues to prod you. She knows. She knows. Her. She caused this.