It’s the last stage of the Hanahaki disease. The roots of the flowers your coughing out are slowly sealing your air passages, suffocating you.

The only cure is for the unrequited love to be not one-sided anymore. The reason of your Hanahaki is because of Reed. But Reed has a girlfriend, who he loves dearly.

You’re laying in your hospital bed, looking at the ceiling when someone suddenly knocks on your door.