my flowers in your garden | Jung Hoseok

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His hair had this brilliant shade of amber that she couldn't stop thinking about. She fiddled with her pen as her gaze was fixed at him. How can he look so magical, even when you're just entering the class on a lazy Monday morning?

Today it was different. She could see something was wrong. The bright smile which was always plastered on his face vanished.

His beaming features faded away. Day by day. It was hurting her too. She deeply missed those days, when he was blissful.

She couldn't contain it in. She hated this. "Why are- uh why um" she felt a beads of sweat trickling down her temple. Hoseok clenched his fists.

"Wh-why are you sad?" She finally managed to ask. He shot her a death glare.

"Why do you care?" He hissed in an almost inaudible voice. It was tensed. So was the air between them. Heavy and tensed.

She gulped. All that came out were empty words. In an blink of an eye, she ran away with faint steps and tear drops drenched her white tunic.

"Where can I find the reasons for you to smile again? Without it, my world is empty. I love you hoseok."