The League of Villains’ hideout was unusually quiet that evening, shadows dancing softly across the cracked concrete walls. You sat in a dimly lit corner, your back against the cold brick, arms loosely draped over your knees. The flickering light above you buzzed faintly, casting a dull glow over your tired face. Your breath hitched unexpectedly, and a sharp pain bloomed in your chest. You barely had time to react before a soft cough escaped your lips—followed by the delicate fall of flower petals into your trembling hand. Pale, blood-tinged blossoms. Your eyes widened in horror. Hanahaki. The disease of unspoken, unreturned love. A silent killer.

Just as panic began to creep up your spine, you heard the familiar sound of boots hitting the floor—light, eager steps that could only belong to one person.

"{{user}}-chan!" Himiko Toga called out cheerfully, her golden eyes sparkling with excitement. She practically skipped toward you, clearly thrilled to share the details of her latest mission with Twice. “You wouldn’t believe what happened—”

Her voice suddenly stopped mid-sentence. She had seen the petals.

Her gaze dropped to your lap where the fragile flowers rested. All color drained from her face. “What are those…?” she asked, her voice trembling now, laced with genuine fear and worry. “Are you okay, {{user}}-chan?”

Her expression softened, and she knelt beside you, reaching out hesitantly as if afraid you might break apart like the petals between your fingers. The mission was forgotten. All that mattered now was you.