He knew, he knew from the start…. how stupid this is…
How the only answer is a No
but he doesn’t mind…
that’s why he picked blue rose…
Impossible, Unattainable.
He’ll surely hate him this time…. and just only the thought…
it hurts so much…, he start to sobs, words clogging up in his throat.
” …I-I knooow…. the last thing… yooouuu want….”
” is sooomeooone tooo like yooouuu…..” …. ” I’m sooorry…”
……
” will yooouuu be ….my….v-valentine?”