Kittyroki
At first, there lived a flower whose petals withered by itself, in a field full of colorful plants that even the sun itself couldn't outshine. And yet, the butterfly chose to rest on that one, that peculiar flower, the one who could barely stay somewhat alive. Amongst everything it could've chosen, the butterfly chose that peculiar flower.
Yet it did, every single day.
It always would.
And it always will.
AN: All the oneshots are connected to one another but may not happen in the same universe :)
ALSO AN: IT WILL NOT LET ME UPLOAD THE COVER. I WILL FIND A WAY.