Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

Research

Shota's POV:

I finished off the bottle of alcohol before Nemuri snatched it. I just pulled my knees to my chest and curled up in a ball. Having to deal with Hizashi while having to deal with my weird condition at the same time triggered my anxiety and kinda sent me into an attack. "Sho..." I heard Nemuri say. I loved Nemuri so much. She was like an older sister to me, but I didn't want to see anyone right now.

"Please Nemuri... just leave me alone." She sighed and I heard her stand up and head for the door. "Alright. Just.... stay safe, please?" I heard the front door close as she walked out. After about 15 minutes of just laying there, curled up, I had calmed down. It was like the stress had been evaporated by the sadness and replaced with emptiness. "I'm so weak."

I got up and started walking towards the bathroom. There was still a bit of blood on the toilet seat from earlier. "Why did Hizashi take me home? He could have just left me at the bar... why did he care?" It's not like I HATED being with Hizashi... it only starts to bother me, no, HURT me, when I remember that we were nothing more than friends. Now, not even that.

"It doesn't even matter. He has a girlfriend and he's straight. I'd be better off just hating him." As soon as I said that, I started coughing again. I leaned over the toilet and coughed up two WHOLE flowers. I hurt when I coughed them up, physically AND emotionally. "What the hell even IS this fucking, I don't even know!" I didn't know whether to even call it a SICKNESS. It was so weird and I had no logical explanation for it.

I slammed my hand into the wall and walked out of the bathroom. I sat down on my bed and pulled out my phone. 'Coughing up blood and petals', I Googled, trying to figure out what the FUCK I had. I watched as the page started to load. "Hmm." There were quite a few pages about it, and in everyone, there was the repeating name... Hanahaki Disease.

'Hanahaki disease. Is a well known disease in which one has developed a romantic feelings towards another, who either has not expressed or does not, have romantic feelings for the bearer. This results in a flower to grow in the lungs of the bearer until their feelings are returned to them (by the other confessing their love back) or, until they get a surgery to remove the plant. This surgery, however, is quite expensive and results in lack of "feelings" towards their love interest afterwards. Hanahaki disease is very rare, and if not treated, is very fatal.

"Fuck." I said as I continued to read the articles. "Why me? Why am I the one who gets a rare disease that is so hard to get rid of? I've never even HEARD of this bull shit before!" I sighed and dropped my phone down on my bed. "I wonder... no. I know damn well that it is Hizashi." I layed down on my side. "I dont have the money for the surgery.... guess I'll just wait to die." Just as I was about to fall asleep, I got a text message from Nemuri. 'Hey, I just got home. I'm coming to check on you tomorrow. We don't have to talk about anything you don't want to, but we should still talk before school :)' I sighed and just texted back 'ok' before drifting off.