「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope a...
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The train that had separated them finally passed, leaving nothing but a quiet space between them. They could see each other again, the distance closing like it had never existed.
Perhaps, without fully understanding why, Vienna felt a deep urgency in her heart—a sense that moments like this are fleeting, slipping through one's fingers if not seized.
Without hesitation, she ran to his side, her white dress flowing around her like a whisper of innocence. Her long black hair streamed behind her, catching the breeze, while the flowers beneath her feet seemed to part in her wake.
Upon seeing her, Ni-ki felt something stir deep within him, like a sunflower field suddenly blooming inside his chest.
The sensation was overwhelming, as if flowers were growing in his lungs—beautiful, vibrant, yet suffocating. He struggled to catch his breath, each inhalation heavy with the weight of emotions he didn't quite understand.
She finally reached him, and Ni-ki was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear her calling his name. Vienna clapped her fingers in front of his face, snapping him out of his daze.
"Wha..."
She laughed, her voice light and teasing, "I asked... why'd you call me here, silly."
Realization dawned on him, and he quickly opened his hand to reveal a flower he had picked for her. But in his grip, the once-delicate petals were now crumbled and wilted. Vienna shot him a playful glare, her lips forming a pout that made him feel a twinge of guilt.
"Sorry..." he began, but before he could say more, she walked behind him, shaking her head with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
She might've been disappointed by the state of the flower, but he could tell by the way she was trying not to smile that she wasn't really upset.
They continued walking in silence, letting the rustling of the sunflowers and the distant hum of insects fill the space between them. The path beneath their feet was uneven, and Vienna stumbled slightly, catching herself before she fell.
