Azul Huang has always been a good boyfriend, but he's been off lately. Muttering weird things in his sleep, trying to isolate you from everyone else, looking more sickly and tired. But it doesn't matter anyway, because he's enticed you. Everyone admires the prickly rose, but only foolish people try to pluck it; foolish people like you.

From day one, Azul's sweet words and actions only attracted you like a strong, magnetic force. Even if it was bad for you, you couldn't help but fall for him further. You cling to his toxic infatuation despite your hands bleeding from all the thorns that have pierced themselves into your soft skin. It was desperation, desperation for his beautiful red lips that resembled the rose you loved so dearly. Who knew sooner or later, that crimson red would also match the blood-red love Azul would pull you into?

Dumb, little butterfly.

Azul's got you now and there's no going back. Those thorny pricks will pierce you onto him if they have to, anything to keep you by him. Don't you understand? Azul wants you. He needs you. You can't blame him either, you're the one who sparked this deadly love deep within his conscience. If it weren't for you, Azul would've never gone insane for your smile and sweet lips.