Our Withered Flower || ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ✔️

their withered flower

"Teacher!" A girl with braided hair shouted

Class 1-C of Aoba Johsai was having an activity in the garden. Researching about flowers and plants

"Yes? Is something wrong?"

"Ms. Aki, this flower!"

The girl turns to her teacher, Aki. And shows her a pot with a withered tulip

Aki was surprised

"I thought I disposed that. Just leave it there for now"

"But Miss! We can't just leave it! We should at least try to save it" A student suggested

Soon all the students of 1-C agreed

Aki smiles at her students desperation.

"We can't save it, It withered a long time ago"

Everyone sighed at Aki's response

"But can we name it?" The girl who held the pot asks

"That's dumb! Why would we name a dead flower?" A student opposed

"If naming it makes you happy then sure, why not" Aki scratched her head.

Everybody started thinking of a name that'll suit the flower

"Hey! How about Love Nectar?"

"No! That sounds stupid. Maybe.. Guard Tulip, Guardian of the Dead flowers?" Everybody laughed

"That's even more stupid!"

There was a minute of silence before a student spoke up

"What about Our Withered Flower?"

Everyone looked at him in confusion

"I-is something wrong?"

"It's weird" Someone replied

"Its not! T-think about it for a second. This flower tells an untold story of two individuals whose love never blossomed. D-dont you guys feel the same?" He explains

"Hmm, that's a good explanation. I guess thats the name then!" The one who held the pot spoke

Everybody soon approved

"Two individuals whose love never blossomed" Aki muttered to herself

"So, it's their withered flower"