Shadow. Your one enemy. The one person that hated you most. Of course, you hadn't felt that way about him. You did the one thing a person shouldn't do when it comes to their enemies. Fall in love with them.

Now, you were left to face the consequence of The Hanahaki Disease. Something you thought was only fantasy.

You were in the middle of one of your usual battles with Shadow, and everything was fine—until you felt the petals in your throat awakening. You needed to cough.