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(This is a short story about the Hanahaki disease, which is a fictional disease and wasn't created by me.) -I always thought blue was a pretty colour.- My thoughts tremble with the tiny coughs and puffs that escape through my mouth. My hand automatically reaches up to cover my lips, before remembering where I am. Instead, I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. My lungs don't like that. I try to breath through their protests, calming them down. -I never got sick of looking at the blue in my eyes.- Light chatter fills my ears as I pass by trees and step on their leaves. The constant crunch alerts my arrival. Their face provide a welcoming warmth that's hard to come by in these situations. The owners of the faces, that hold heart break in their eyes, are in the same boat as me. "Hello Layla." We all fell into a pit of dangerous love. We have Hanahaki. -But once the petals appeared, blue became painfully beautiful.- This is a work of fiction, and update may be slow depending on what happens. The original photo for the cover belongs to Amy Nelson 🌹on Instagram, it does not belong to me. Please enjoy reading!! Started on 3rd of November 2019 Finished on ......
1- Introductions And First Club Meeting
