Author's Note: The title is not what you think it is. It's another reference to a lost media
I was walking around the complex of the condominium building where I was staying and just as I got out of the gate, a random stranger handed me a bouquet of pink and white roses. I smiled cause I haven't received a bouquet of flowers in my whole life especially from a special someone or secret admirer. I smiled out of flattery and I took my time to admire how beautifully this was made and there's even a card that said E.B - my face fell and my breath hitched. The initials sounded familiar and I remembered that they were associated with a flower shop infamous for its unintentionally creepy commercial.
Fear erupted inside me, so I screamed and started destroying and stomping on the bouquet, drawing attention of the bystanders.
A man came over to intervene, and in my frenzy, I ended up hitting him with the now wrecked flowers - thinking that it was from him. He held me from behind, trying to stop this madness.
"Shhhh... Miss, calm down" he said.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Th- these flowers are fucking cursed!" I replied with my shaky voice.
He nodded and took the bouquet and toss it into the seaside.
"Shhhh... It's okay" he assures.
When I looked up, I saw Jungkook. Now I felt extremely embarrassed and started crying even more.
I woke up, trying to catch my breath...
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