Katsuki realized that something was wrong with him on a random morning. His coughs became more forceful and harsh, and he suddenly felt something trying to climb into his chest until he coughed something out. It was smooth, lovely jasmine petals that he caught in his cupped hands. Personally, he couldn't bear the idea of having a disease-it was embarrassing. Getting love-sick? Who on earth was he supposed to be in love with? WARNING: ANGST