[=<FIRST ONESHOT BOOK>=]
Welcome to my Jibaku Shounen Oneshots!
My English is quite broken, but I hope ya'll can enjoy my first oneshot book!
[=<I ACCEPT REQUESTS WITH PLOTS>=]
For a while, I can only write Lime, Fluff, Angst, AUs, a...
Me: Eps 8 out? Ah sure I've read the manga so I shouldn't be-
The anime: *whispers* s o m e t h i n g p r e c i o u s . . . m a y b e?
Me: *tears rolling down cheeks* -crying...
Keys: •Y/N - Your name (first name) •L/N - Last name •Hanahaki - A disease, where the victim of unrequited/one sided love begins vomitting and coughing flowers which slowly blooms inside the victim's lungs. This disease can cause death, and be cured, but the victim would lose their emotions forever.
[=<Warning: Slight gore?>=]
.•°.•°.•°
It has been a while you've had it.
The Hanahaki disease.
Even though you've heard it from other people, you couldn't actually thought of having it yourself.
Last week, it was just a petal. A pink, soft petal.
But the next day it evolves with two more petals.
The next day comes in faint stains of blood.
Today... you think you've not only coughed, but vomitted eleven petals with a strain of blood. Yashiro and the group were very concerned about you, but you wouldn't tell a thing.
Tonight, you decided to end your pain. You wished, that with this rather bold action, you can make the pain go away.
You hurried off to the abandoned bathroom on the third floor, but you went out of breath. Resting on the wall of the hallway, you yelled. "Hanako-san, Hanako-san, are you there?!"
Hanako appeared from the bathroom, wondering why you called him with the 'novice' way without even bothering going to the bathroom stall itself. He knew something was up.
"[L/N]! What's up- [L/N]!"
You grunted, and soon vomit more petals and blood on the floor. The blood become more visible.
"[L-L/N!] ARE YOU OKAY?!"
It was painful, it hurts to even breathe, but you resist and went on your feet. Wiping the stain from your mouth with your pure white sleeve, you said with the loudest voice you could.
"Hanako-kun! I like you, please go out with me!"
It felt like the world stopped spinning. You coughed a little, but it seems as if the petals stop growing as well. Including the male ghost's figure.
His face shaded by his hat, he's unresponsive.
Badum
Badum
Badum
Hanako slowly took his hat off, put it on his chest and looked away.
You feel like you're being stabbed.
"I'm sorry..."
You couldn't even hear what he say anymore. The voice in your head gets bigger, and bigger.
I just wanted you to love me...
Your vision blurred.
~•~
Hey, have you heard? The story of the eight school mysteries.
The currently trending, No. 8, [L/N]-san. The goddess of love.
If a couple walk through the hallway of the old building, hands intertwing the whole time, it is guaranteed for their connection to be bound forever.
But, if you failed doing so...
Puddle of pink petals and blood would appear before you, and you will lose feelings for your match.
.•°.•°.•°
[Of course, extras.] Hanako: [L-L/N!] ARE YOU OKAY?!
[Y/N]: *cough cough* don't worry I just had the sudden urge to puke flowers with ketchup after looking at Teru's cooking skills. Oh and I was crying in joy when you decide to let me die instead of letting me live, I cried too long I died from tear suffocation and become No.8, 'am I okay', I am of course okay.
Hanako: ah ok all good
[Y/N]: *chokes on flowers* wtf?
[=<Soon>=] [Oneshot] Tsukasa x Reader [Oneshot] Mitsuba x Reader [Scenario] If the boys had a group chat
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