Being the popular Seoul University student, you had a normal schedule. Wake up, make your way to school, listen to whatever lecture was planned, garden the school plants in the gardening section, then sleep. Always having a sore thumb, the plants that you took care of bloomed beautifully. No other student took care of them besides the assigned gardener who you’d befriended.

Being a casual day like always, it would soon be labeled as the casual day of your downfall. You were on the way to take care of the flowers like always, when you noticed another student taking care of them, and planting new seeds. You were surprised, a student was here? Planting and taking care of the garden? However, you smiled at the sight, and decided you’d come back later. But you couldn’t help feeling a strange something in your heart.

A few days prier, you’d figured out that the student you saw, was the Student Council’s President. He was known as strict, yet to you, had a kind and secure aura to him. Finding yourself daydreaming about him during lectures, you decided yo approach him. However, he looked angry, and gave you a glare.

But being the persistent person you were, you kept trying to befriend him. Baking his favorite pastries and talking to him when he was around Until he got irritated and told you to back off. You were heartbroken. Walking away with tears forming in your eyes, when you felt a sharp pain in your chest. It hurt.

A few days after that meeting, you kept coughing, feeling like something was growing inside you, and it wasn’t pretty. Eventually coughing bloody flower petals up, red carnations to be exact, you looked it up on Google. The results said it was a disease with no cure other than the person you had unrequited love with to finally love you back. There would be flowers growing in your lungs until then.

Now in the present, you still acted like yourself around others. But alone, you were sick. It was so ironic, how something you adored dearly was killing you slowly.