Han: he gasped, his breath caught in a bed of yellow-white daisy petals and white rose petals that spilled from his lips and onto the sink. Each cough released a delicate cascade of floral beauty, a cruel manifestation of his unrequited love for Lee Minho. "U-urgh.." the delicacy of sweet floral petals contrasting the anguish and pain of the throne-like rose vines caging his heart and ribcage which was slowly choking his lung.