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A warm breeze coming through the opened window was caressing my face. I couldn't concentrate on anything professor was saying. 
Jungkook was playing with my fingers, sending electricity through my body. As much as I tried pulling out, whispering him to leave me alone, in order not to be kicked out, I eventually gave up and just let him be. 

My gaze travelled out of the window, on the beautiful warm day spring had brought. My eyes were focused on the cherry blossom tree which was in the school yard. Petals of its pink blossom were flying in every direction at each stronger blow of the wind. Rays of sunlight were shining through the branches, which helped leaving a perfect shadow of the tree on the floor on its left side, making the scenery even more beautiful. It was breathtaking and turning off every noise surrounding me for a moment, everything I felt was tranquility.

That was until a memory from few years ago dug  its way out.

Spring 2006.

I smiled proudly, looking at my almost finished masterpiece in my hand. I was holding a bouquet made of many different flowers that I had picked up in our backyard. The flowers were tied with an adorable red glittering ribbon that I had previously sneaked out from the drawer in my parents' room. 

My mother was a florist and our house was full of different decorative materials which she used to decorate bouquets she made. Her board was always full with order notes pinned on it. People were always leaving satisfied with a happy smile on their faces as my mother was really creative and one of the best florists in the city. 

I always watched her in amazement, my eyes full of sparkles. 

My gaze moved to the floor which was covered in cherry blossom and I decided to give my bouquet a finish touch by putting a few petals between the flowers.
I sighed satisfied and then slightly jumped excited, anticipating my mother's reaction. I was hoping she would be very proud of me.
My hands carefully caressed the tips of the flowers as I was approaching the front door.

"Mommy, look what I made!" I yelled and slowly opened the door pulling the door handle with my right hand while my left hand was firmly holding the flowers.

I heard some noise and then a then something breaking. My eyes widened and my heart was pounding so crazy I thought it would jump out of my chest. Cold sweat overspread me and I started trembling out of fear.

A vase my mother threw was scattered to pieces on the floor. 

"How could you do this to us!?" Mother was screaming at father. Tears were rolling down her face as she was sobbing and shaking uncontrollably. My father didn't respond, he just stared at her blankly, one of his hands placed on his waist, one on his forehead. Not even a flinch from him. 

"I want you to leave now." My mother said bitterly through  her tears, barely audible, almost like a whisper. 

My bouquet fell down and it broke, flowers falling apart. I hid behind the door and crouched on the floor next to the shoe drawer which was placed outside. I couldn't stop trembling, and after seeing the scene and my mother crying, tear after tear started to roll down my face. I hugged my knees and placed my head on them. 

My eight-year-old self knew that something was very wrong and her dad was probably going to leave.
My eight-year-old self didn't understand why. 

The painful memory made my heart stiffen.

My thoughts were interrupted when my gaze fell on two figures which were now standing near the tree. I immediately recognized them.
Kiara and Eden.
The sight of Eden made me shiver and I felt Jungkook's eyes on me. My eyebrows furrowed at the scene as I was wondering what was going on. It seemed like they were arguing so I could only guess it was because of Eden avoiding her lately. I just hoped he wouldn't do anything and that she would be fine. After few moments she just turned around and left leaving Eden hitting a rock below him with his foot, obviously frustrated. 

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