Flowers for you

Hanahaki.

Krystlaina slowly opened her eyes... Waking up from her unconscious state. Only to be greeted with nothing but a white, bright ceiling above her.

She slowly adjusted to the brightness of the entire room... She sat up on her hospital bed sluggishly...

So many tubes...

She soon noticed Renzyle sitting on a chair near her hospital bed.

He was on his phone, most likely texting the rest of the student council.

Hesitantly, she tapped his shoulder, attempting to get his attention. Renzyle noticed and immediately looked over at Krystlaina.

"You're finally awake..." He spoke as he put his phone away.

"Why the hell are we here..?" She asked with a slightly shaky voice... She couldn't even look at him in the eyes without feeling awkward.

"Students walking by the school restrooms heard something or someone fall over. I would've left you with someone else, but I know you wouldn't be comfortable with someone you didn't know"

Krrystlaina hesitantly looked up at Renzyle in the eyes...

"You didn't need to come with me..." She muttered. Making Renzyle sigh.

"You'd rather be with someone you don't know?"

The question made Krystlaina rethink about what she said.

"That's what I thought..." Renzyle spoke as he gave her a glass of water to drink...

"Now, before you start asking about school, I've already got the vice president of the student council to make an excuse letter for you regarding your predicament, so don't worry about school and just focus on getting back to health..."

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He had never seen her this pale before, the last time he did, it was on a roadtrip back in 6th grade...

Just who did you fall for, Laina? There was many petals there... Just how long have you been feeling this way?

How long were these feelings have been trapped inside your heart..?

Renzyle soon let Krystlaina rest for now as he continued to text the rest of the council student regarding the current situation.

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Krystlaina just laid there... She wanted to leave... She didn't like it here...

The unfamiliar feeling of being connected to machines by the tubes... Why were there so many anyway..?

"When can we leave?" She asked blankly.

He turned to her again, setting his phone away before sighing. "After the doctors find out what's going on with lungs and hopefully..." He paused to turn his body to fully face her. "By then , we'll be able to go home..."

Silence fell between the two... It was awkward for them to even speak, after all, they used to like each other and they both knew it...

The boy soon sighed, breaking the silence.

"You've changed..." He suddenly mentioned. "What do you mean?" The girl asked, confused.

"You... I don't feel like you're... you, anymore" He sighed before continuing. "You used to be bubbly and energetic, no matter the circumstances..." "But here... You're... I don't know the words..." He said before turning away.

Krystlaina turned away from him too... Feeling uncomfortable of the tension in the room...

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The weeks went by...

Her brother and sometimes, if they aren't busy, her parents would also visit to check how she was holding up... She didn't want them to see her like this...

She wanted to go home... She mentioned that already, didn't she?

The doctors haven't seen a case like hers in a long time... 

Hanahaki disease, a disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals and flowers of a flowering plant growing in their lungs, which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing impossible if left untreated.

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Everything was fine on Renzyle's end... Despite arranging meetings and spreading awareness of the disease, he still couldn't help but worry about her whenever he didn't have anything to do.

"Is she okay?"

"Did her friends even notice her long absence?"

"Did they even know her case before any of this happened?"

"Did our separation cause such an impact on her that she couldn't speak up about it?"

All his questions were left with no answers as they were only thoughts that he decided to keep to himself... After all, it would be considered weird if anyone knew he was worrying about someone he used to like...

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"We should move on, shouldn't we?"