one week later
the room was dark and things can be barely seen.
there was a girl face that was shown by the moonlight that was shining into the room through the open window.
her face was showing no emotions but her eyes was full of sorrow, sadness and most importantly, disappointment.
with a knife that was stained with blood in her hand, she was calmly breathing in her so called home, her so called room.
her pitch-black eyes were staring at the withering sunflower while the fierce but cooling wind was blowing off the paper on the desk.
''i miss you too,'' she whispered softly, hoping that he could hear her.
on the papers were sketches of different things or people but there was a sentence on one of the sketches which was just drawn by the girl a few days ago.
at that time, a flower that represent him withered.
she tried so hard to do what he said but still there was nothing in the world worth living on after he withered.
''he withered just like mum.''
after a few minutes, she was still in the same position despite there was sound of someone knocking at the door.
guess it's the police but,she didn't care and continued staring at the flower.
turning her attention to her wrist that had an obvious cut and blood was like the tap water running, not stopping.
her lips were pale and soon, her vision was blur and all she see the next moments was the darkness she was used to now.
she lied there lifelessly as her flower was in the last stage of withering in life.
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A.N: some of you said this chapter was confusing and hard to understand, but this chapter will make sense after you guys read the last chapter's author notes so don't give up on me ;-;
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flowers • jjk
Truyện Ngắn''no matter how beautiful one flower bloom, it will wither one day,'' i closed my sketchbook before i continued,'' so it's meaningless because one day, you will withered too,'' i glanced at jungkook before looking back at the flowers. ''no.'' i rais...
