The pining. The pining was clear. He loved you, yet you never noticed.

"Damn it why do you have to be so oblivious?!" He whispered to himself, slamming his fist on the desk as he stared at the red carnation petals before him. It's going to end in one way if you don't act now.

You noticed how he was growing weaker with each passing day, so you try to be there one in a while... sometimes.

One day, you were going to walk into his office with a freshly brewed pot of green tea, when you heard a cough, and then some retching. You walk in to see Pantalone throwing up petals of red carnations... you had no words.