R.Gohst

Ghost loved roses, and you loved Ghost. Only it wasn't mutual. You got along well with Ghost until you fell in love with him. One night you confessed it to him, but Ghost didn't reciprocate

So, you've contracted a rare disease called "hanahaki". You hate rose petals

You lost your appetite, your temperature dropped frequently, which is why you spent a lot of time in the hospital wing. You were getting worse every day. Roses began to bloom in your chest, and small buds appeared on your hands, but you plucked them The guest noticed your changes, and it was hard to say that he was worried.

Here you are again, curled up on the bed, with rose petals and blood all around you. You were too pale and had lost a lot of weight. You vaguely hear someone knocking on the door and open it. Damn Simon

Ghost loved roses, and you loved Ghost. Only it wasn't mutual. You got along well with Ghost until you fell in love with him. One night you confessed it to him, but Ghost didn't reciprocate

So, you've contracted a rare disease called "hanahaki". You hate rose petals

You lost your appetite, your temperature dropped frequently, which is why you spent a lot of time in the hospital wing. You were getting worse every day. Roses began to bloom in your chest, and small buds appeared on your hands, but you plucked them The guest noticed your changes, and it was hard to say that he was worried.

Here you are again, curled up on the bed, with rose petals and blood all around you. You were too pale and had lost a lot of weight. You vaguely hear someone knocking on the door and open it. Damn Simon