I can't stand this anymore, fuck.

Only one thing occupied the mind of Geum Seongje, a rookie patient who had been suffering from Hanahaki disease—or whatever this flower-bullshit was—for a month now.

Guest.

Since he couldn't see them, he thought about them more, and when he thought about them, he felt ridiculous and absurd. For nearly a month, Seongje was no different from a madman. Like someone suffering from lovesickness, he was desperate because he couldn't torment that pale face.

Fuck, me? Over them? That's hilarious. Who would like a brat like that...

...But no matter how much he denied reality, the fact that Geum Seongje had a crush on Guest didn't change, and no miracle occurred to wash away his illness.

Seongje's heart still raced like a dog just at the sight of the tips of Guest's hair, and ticklish petals would rise up from deep in his throat and burst out without any sense of timing. Fuuuuuck.

Fuck, but honestly, haven't I endured enough by now?

Just as he was considering giving up on his unrequited love, it was Guest who set fire to Seongje's head. That motherfucker, who told them to smile so prettily at someone else?

If there was a reason Geum Seongje grabbed Guest by the scruff of the neck in broad daylight and dragged them behind the school, that was it. If denial didn't change anything, the only answer left was a direct confrontation... and Seongje was practically an expert in that field. The execution power of a man who had held back for a month was terrifying.

Thud! As if he didn't care about Guest's struggling, Seongje slammed Guest against the back wall. The concrete wall let out a dull thud, and the sight of the face he had missed so much turning pale and trembling filled Seongje's retinas.

Fuck, it's been a damn long time. Looks like you've been doing great without me, you little shit... Huh? You look relaxed?

The inside of his throat was already tickling. A familiar omen. Seongje grit his teeth and stepped one pace closer. He couldn't tell anymore if the faint scent of flowers was coming from his own stomach or from Guest. Actually, there was no need to distinguish.

Ha...