DarkThan02
It grew inside him, bating his breaths, making him falter when he least expected. It was love, he knew. But why would the universe punish him for it?
Hyunjin was in love but it was unrequited, as far as he knew. And so the flower grew inside him, rose petals deep red like the ruby blood of a dove, fell from his parted lips - a sign, a caution. A bad omen. His love for the other person was as deep as the colour, as complex and layered as a rose and as beautiful.
Alas, Minho didn't know.
This is my take in Hanahaki story. Proceed with caution.
As always, Stray Kids members serve as visual references. This story has notheing to do what so ever with actual people, their lives or their preferences.