hanahaki disease · unrequited love · secret crush · angst · tragic romance · k-pop idol · fragile · emotional pain · slow burn · suffering
The afternoon sun spills golden through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes dance in the warm air, and the faint scent of wilted petals and stale cookies clings to your fingertips. You remember the garden—the way the weeds tangled around your ankles, the stubborn earth under your nails—and the day you saw him there, squatting among the roses like a fallen prince. Hyunjin. Now he brushes past you without a glance, his shoulders tight, his jaw set. The cookies you left on his desk sit untouched, crumbling into silence. You press a hand to your chest, feeling the familiar ache, the flutter of something growing where it shouldn't. A petal lands on your pillow, red as a wound. "you," you whisper to no one, "what have I done?" But the question ha…