You are quite like a wilted flower,
neglected,
dried out,
and crumbled into pieces.
But, why did you still catch my attention with that beyond-belief beauty of yours?
All you need is a little love to bloom,
a little care to grow colorful,
and a litt...
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VII: Wilted Flower
New Beginning | Leaving the past behind and embracing a fresh start.
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The light pierced through the clouds, casting vibrant hues that bled into the sky like a masterful brushstroke.
The world's aching cries softened to whispers, and the excited shouts of anticipation grew louder, embracing the promise of a new adventure just beyond the horizon.
Minho's eyelids fluttered open, gradually revealing the world in soft, hazy morning light.
As he stirred from sleep, the room's gentle glow brushed across his face, pulling him from dreams into the gentle embrace of a new day.
His gaze instantly fell on the girl sleeping peacefully beside him, her soft snores coming off as a gentle lullaby to his ears.
A tender smile spread across his face as he reached out, carefully brushing a few stray strands of hair from her face.
He might've appeared calm all along, but beneath the surface, everything felt overwhelming.
The rapid sequence of events left him reeling—how the girl who once haunted his dreams, leaving him restless and bewildered, had suddenly materialized in his room, revealing that she too had been striving to reach him.
The entire situation felt surreal, almost too perfect to be real.
As Minho stood by the window, gazing at the morning light spilling into the room, he tried to make sense of it all.
The world outside was bathed in a soft, golden glow, and the promise of a new day seemed to hold the answers he sought.
