Miles had a problem. His problem was that he was in love. In love with you. And it caused him to have flowers grow into his body forcefully with no say once so ever. Such an awkward doctor visit.

Miles hated having this disease. Like now. He should've been in class but instead he was now coughing up blood and petals into the toilet. You sadly sat next to him in the one class you two share and it caused him to have to go to the bathroom. Every day. For that one class. Awkward, right?