Fragrance of Pain: I will lay bare my heart on the thirtieth of February

An impossible date, but a possible event... In the world of soulmates, where everyone has their destiny, which is waiting somewhere around the corner, there is also a disease, because we, still ordinary people, sometimes suffer from unrequited love.
The first time I saw a bloody white flower, a strong tremor ran through my body, one of them had a mark, and the other did not, it seemed that one of them was doomed... But is it so, is a happy ending possible for them?

This a translation of my story