[NO ONE'S POV]
It's been the second time that Taeyeon woke up through the night because of nightmares. He's so afraid. Like he was trying to forget something in the past. Though he couldn't remember it all, he knew that it was a certain girl she loved dearly.
The boy was ten and she was nine, they always take flowers near the church. And they would laugh endlessly.
They were best friends, they were young, they were innocent.
Little did they know is they were slowly falling in love with each other.
"I promise you someday, you will like me." The boy said confidently.
Everyday, the boy would gave her different kinds of flowers. Baby's Breath, White Carnation, Red Daisy, Honeysuckle and many more. But what makes it memorable for her is the flower he gave to her when it's her 10th birthday.
"Wow. It's beautiful. What do you call this flower?"
"It's a Primrose.." He smiled at her.
"It's really beautiful. I love it. Thank you." She hugged him.
"Only for you." He hugged back.
Krystal's busy eavesdropping the conversation of Taeyeon and his friend. And as far as she's concerned, she's happy. Taeyeon's like his best friend.
"So what is it? Tell me! Tell me!" Krystal said to Taeyeon.
"He says he's okay with that." Taeyeon answered with a bit of disappointment.
You can see jealousy in his eyes.
"Oh my God. Taeyeon thank you. I love you. Oh my gosh!"
Krystal being the fangirl she was, is busy jumping and shouting for joy.
"I gotta go." Taeyeon said coldly.
"You said you would join me to eat." Krystal pouted.
"I'm sorry. I'm busy."
With that he walked away.
"What the hell is wrong with him?" Krystal shrugged.
Taeyeon is in the rooftop. Screaming his lungs out. He felt lost and broken at the same time.
But he couldn't do something about it.
He doesn't have a right to be jealous. He doesn't have a reason to be mad at her.
He doesn't realize tears were falling through his cheeks.
"Damn. I always fall for the wrong person." He wiped his tears.
He hoped that somebody would take all his pain away and make him forget everything.
She's his first love.
His first heartbreak.
His first agony.
The one who caused him so much pain.
She's everything he could ask for.
She's perfect for him.
They were perfect for each other.
Until she got bored and left him in distress.
Left him to the fact that he nearly killed himself.
He moved on, but finding himself falling into her trap once again.
He's loving her again.
And she's playing cards on him again.
He's in pain.
But she never knew.
She never knew.

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FLORIOGRAPHY
Short StoryA love story that starts in their college years. A Narcissus kind of love. Their lives changed as they fall in love. Is it unrequited? Is it mutual? Their story unfolds as they slowly care for each other. No, it's not unrequited. I bet it's not also...