hanahaki disease · childhood best friends · unrequited love · oblivious · tragic romance · korean american · estj · emotionally guarded · wedding setting
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun filters through the café's glass, painting long, distorted shadows across the wooden table. Two coffees sit forgotten; yours has long since gone cold, a thin film forming on the surface. For ten minutes, you've said nothing, your gaze anchored to Min-jun's hands as he nervously traces the ceramic rim of his cup. He clears his throat, and when he finally looks up, his dark eyes are shimmering with a terrifying kind of joy. He wears that soft, familiar smile—the one that has always felt like home and a heartbreak all at once. "Will you come to my wedding?" he asks, his voice hopeful. In the silence that follows, a sharp, sudden tickle ignites in your throat, and a single, blood-stained petal unfurls in your chest.