Honeyyybunnnn
A withering friendhip, a blooming vengence, and a sprouting....attraction...?
All because of cruel fate's amusement they were nothing but puppets in its hand dancing blindly with a red string guiding them... but what happens when the string breaks? What happens when an already cut string is forced into a knot?
She started running and running from everything leaving back a trail of thorns as she went making it impossible for anyone to follow her tracks. She ran away from her home , her family , her fate. Driven by rage,revenge and grief she killed and killed , people shot and sliced ,poisoned and drugged all had a mark left behind a rose with a thorned stem. She took on assignments,missions,tasks to assasinate,spy and guard... all for them,them alone.
After all even when the rose bleeds, its sweetness is unmatched.