Black Roses and White Chrysanthemum

Three stories.

No second chance.

One truth.

•fading•
A lonely room, and daily visits from someone he should remember.

Kihyun didn't understand why he was here, why he started feeling worse day by day, and why this annoying doctor kept asking how he was feeling.

Hyunwoo wished Kihyun would stop telling him to go suck a dick.

•sharpshooter•

"I wish it wasn't this way."

Changkyun wished he had confessed before it was too late, but then again, as rebellion soldiers in this miserable war, he and Jooheon didn't exactly have a chance.

Changkyun wished he would never see a white Chrysanthemum again.

•renegade•

The city was ruined. The population was decimated.

But Hyungwon survived, as long as Hoseok was there with him. In their safe house with over survivors, where it was safe. Praying the disease was gone for good, that war wouldn't come to them anymore than it already had.

But it was a bit late to hope for that.

°°°°

showki//jookyun//hyungwonho