Eighteen roses. Eighteen admirers. One girl. It was a myth that, when you turn eighteen, you receive eighteen roses from eighteen different people in eighteen days. A certain Ravenclaw never believed in this myth. But when she turns eighteen, she starts to question her beliefs when she starts to receive eighteen roses for eighteen days straight? ððð§ð§ð® ð¥ð€ð©ð©ðð§ ð«ðð§ðð€ðªðš ð ð§ððððð§All Rights Reserved