Series Of Oneshots

The flower within - Oneshot

"I guess that's what saying good-bye is always like — like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you're in the air, there's nothing you can do but let go."

— Lauren Oliver

It's already hard to live with loving someone who doesn't even know you exist, but it's even harder when you know you're slowly dying painful, knowing you won't ever get a chance to tell her. Park Mi-na, the girl I had a crush on since the first grade. We both major in Performing Arts at the University of Seoul, we had all our classes together so I saw her beautiful face every day. But, never once did she smile or even acknowledge that I was there.

Of course, what would I expect from the smartest top-ranked student in the school. I never saw her get less than a 95 on any assignments or tests throughout our schooling. She was perfect in my eyes, but I was the opposite. I was the crack in the paint, the rust on the metal, someone who people just pushed away, someone who they could just throw away like some piece of garbage.

I was sitting one row back from the girl of my dreams, the girl I could never have. All of a sudden I started to cough again. My throat became numb as something lodged it's way up through my esophagus and out into my mouth. It wasn't an ordinary thing that would come up, like vomit or mucus. The substance felt like a petal of some sort. Something smooth, soft at the touch of my tongue.

Standing up in a panic, I grabbed all of my belongs and ran out of the shocked classroom. Accidentally, I ran into someone who was walking minding their own business, causing them to fall onto the ground. Bowing to them, I continued to run towards the men's room. Spitting out whatever had just ejected itself out of my body.

It fell gracefully out of my mouth, the yellow-orange color of the object reflected into the mirror. As I looked closer to see what it was, I noticed that it was a petal. A sacred lily petal, one of those gorgeous flowers that seemed to be the brightest in the world. But, what was it doing inside of my body?

My face turned pale as I started coughing even more. The yellow petals filled my mouth, making me feel like I was suffocating. They just kept coming the more I coughed, the pain felt so gut-wrenching, that I fell to the floor. I looked down to see the last petal falling out from my lips, it was drenched in blood.

The ground was slightly damp from the excess water that drips off of peoples hands, I felt as it seeped into my clothes making me shiver. My whole body was sore from letting foreign objects to explore my organs and other inside components. My stomach began twisting, my mouth was filled with that awful repugnant taste, as my head began to spin in a circle, causing me to fall back. The cold, wet tiled floor came in contact with my heavy head. The light from the fluorescent bulbs in the light fixture came in and out of my vision as my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Darkness took over my visual perception, as my ears ached with a loud ringing noise.

The throbbing of my head continued to beat as my eyes kept flickering, as I tried to get used to the lighting, hearing distant voices.

"He's awake"

"Someone get Dr. Matson."

When my eyesight came back into one of my human abilities, I made out a figure standing before me, hands crossed over his chest, and his white coat hung past his knees. His figure was extremely well-built, but what caught me off guard was the expression that was shown on his tan face. It showed pity, sadness, and calmness all at the same time, making me even more nervous.

"My name is Dr. Matson. Do you remember what happened?" His voice was calm and collected.

I leisurely inclined my head, indicating that I did. How could I forget what happened to me?