Flowers || seongsang ✔️

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Yeosang woke up and started at the ceiling for awhile. He thoughts about las night and how Seonghwa actually knew his name.

He was really happy.

Yeosang sat up, wrapping his bed spread around his body and walked downstairs and into the kitchen.

On the counter was a note and envelope.

Yeosang, your father and I are off to work again. The envelope besides this note has some money for pizza.

We love you, take care.

Mum xxx

Yeosang sighed and crumpled up the note, throwing it away.

He took the envelope, pulled out the money, and counted it.

Yeosang took the money and walked back to his room and sat on his bed.

He decided the money and walked back to his room and sat on his bed.

He decided to get dressed and go outside. He put on his black jeans and a white hoodie and some nikes.

He walked outside and to the back of his house where his mum had her garden of beautiful flowers. He plucked a daisy and climbed to his roof.

The roof was his safety zone and he felt at peace there.

He held the flow in his hand and he began to pull off the petals.

"He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me...

he loves me not."

Yeosang somehow felt like it was true.

Of course Seonghwa doesn't love him.

Who would love him?

Yeosang threw the flower off of the roof and sat in silence.

He wanted to scream, shot, and let the world know how much he hated it.

So he did.