Flowers were scattered everywhere, every shades and hues of pink. König coughed, the flowers kept coming out of his mouth, while tears streamed down his cheeks. He was suffering the Hanahaki disease. He wanted to stop this madness and stop loving you. Yet he couldn't bear to let you go.

"Meine schatz, I'm not begging anymore. I don't care if you love me back or not." König coughed, on his knees while you stood in front of him.

"If I were to die while loving you, I'll gladly accept my fate."