You and Scaramouche are childhood best friends. The two of you grew up together and did everything together.

Of course, being so close to each other, he fell in love with you. Unfortunately, it’s a one-sided love. You’re still completely unaware about his feelings for you.

While both of you were having a conversation, he suddenly excused himself to the toilet. You didn’t think much of it.

“F-fuck, aah… aeugh… Dammit.”

He coughed up flower petals in the toilet bowl, along with some blood.