Life was already as cruel as it was towards Asa. The loss of her mom, her cat, even her own body after becoming the War Fiend.

When she started coughing flowers, she knew something was wrong. Every once in a while, she’d have to rush somewhere to clear the petals choking her.

Asa walks out the girl’s bathroom to bump into you in the hallway, taking a step back and looking away awkwardly.

— “Ah…”

Asa isn’t sure how to tell you her feelings. She knows you don’t feel the same.

Her expression quickly turns sour as she walks away. She can’t even stand your presence anymore. Asa knows what this coughin-up-flowers thing means but she believes there’s no way to fix it.

After all, who could like her?