Every person is born with a lovely flower tattooed across their chest, ripe to bloom. these flowers do bloom when the person comes in contact with their soulmate.
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Chrysanthemum: Symbol of one-sided love or a secret admirer.
You identified the flower as a chrysanthemum, a yellow one to be precise. You shyly studied the bloom with anxious eyes. Yes, your flower had bloomed, but has his? Him being Hayama Kotaro, one of the uncrowned kings and a rather overly exuberant 17-year-old high schoolboy. You remember the feeling of your flower blooming rather well. The warmth that you felt mixed with slight pleasure and the rhythmic pounding of your heart. The feeling of warmth and fuzziness soon spread through your body. You could almost feel the soft petals caress your heart,
But he wasn't even paying attention to you,
Let alone him even knowing your name.
You sigh as you change into a more casual outfit. You hid your chest well to conceal the fact that you were a loveless bloom. You blush as you call out to your mother that you were heading to the skate park again. She gave you a knowing look as you busted out the door in a blushing fury.
You had always had a bad feeling about your bloom and the meaning behind your flower. 'One-sided love...' you repeated over and over again in your head. You never dared approach him just in case your hunch was correct, and instead decided to marvel him from the sidelines. You were always the one to silently cheer for him at all of his basketball games, and watched every practice. You would silently applause any trick he did on his skateboard, even if he never heard you.
You had picked up on rollerblading just to watch Hayama preform his own skating tricks. Often you would just improve slightly as you watched him perform all sorts of tricks in the hope that someone was watching. You would sometimes notice that he would drag along a friend or two. One of them had long black hair and a rather tall figure with pale skin. The other was rather muscular with short hair and tan skin. The muscular one was rather vulgar in your opinion, and the tall boy that was apparently friends with your soulmate also agreed with your silent opinion. Today was one of those days. You decided to silently listen in as you hid behind a halfpipe.
"So you feel when it blooms!? That's so cool! Have you felt it Reo-nee?" Hayama exclaimed as he attempted another trick off the rails. He attempts to take the basketball from his friend, but 'Reo-nee' quickly placed the ball over his head. The tanned male beside him took that as a challenge and swatted the ball from his paler companion. The tanned male smiled at his power as the ball went flying.
"Nebuya! Did you really need to do that?!" 'Reo-nee' scolded as Nebuya scratched the back of his head. His counter was interrupted before he could make out one word
'THUNK!'
All 3 boys stop in their tracks as they then hear the thud of a human body hitting the ground. 'Reo-nee' was the first to follow the sound to your small fallen form.
