Hanahaki Disease, an illness where the patient cough up flower petals or flowers due to unrequited love. Its rooted from deep inside the body, causing flowers to grow in their lungs, it can be fatal unless the affection is returned or surgically removed.

  *I have it*

  The Disease is extremely rare, it affects only one in a million and when a person has it they get it easily fixed with surgery. Mine was a different case, the first time I caught it all it does was brought pain inside my body, I never cough blood with petals let alone see an entire flower. Despite it being different, when mine was diagnosed it was reported as "Severe" or "Extremely Fatal". When my doctor looked at my lungs, I guess he forgot that he's supposed to look calm at all because, his eyes widen as if he saw something that would end the entire world, *He pitied me*

  "Good afternoon Akari, so you're here for you're weekly check ups"

  "Good afternoon doctor, before we go onto my scans, is there any updates about Hanahaki? Is there any possible explanations on how I caught it?"

  Yes I caught it, I've never been in love, and experiencing unrequited love is not even in my book but my doctor doesn't seem to believe me.

  "Akari, as for now, no studies says anything about catching this disease from something else. It's a disease experienced by people because they are going through something, their souls cause it. It is not contagious."

  Akari looked at herself on the small mirror sitting on her doctors table to avoid looking disappointed as she asked him to move on to the scans now.

  "So the flowers, doesn't seem to get bigger but there are more of them now, if you would want we can schedule another surgery so we can remove the flowers before it get any worse."

  "No thank you Doc, I told myself I'll go in surgery when it actually started harming my body, for now all I'm feeling are pains that I can bear with pills."

  "How's your daily pain on a scale of 1-10?"

  "I'd say 7, there's days when it feels like 8, I can't stand and do anything so during those days I just call my friend to take care of me."

  "Akari, why are you waiting for yourself to cough out blood and petals before you let us operate? Hanahaki is deadly, please consider getting surgery. For now there's nothing we can do for now but i will give you better pills for the pain, so that even on the worse days you can bear with it."

  "Akari, I'll talk not as your doctor but as your friend now, please if you don't want surgery at least pursue the person that caused you this disease."

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  After my appointment I'd normally go to my local cafe, a place where I never feel the pain in, whenever I'm here the constant pain in my chest slowly disappears as if I'm completely healed from it. Daisy Lane Café a cafe filled with gorgeous flowers owned by Himari a kind man who treats all his costumers like a friend with his part-time employee Misaki. I've told my doctor about this place but he says it's probably a response to my trauma.

  About a year ago I left this cafe alone in the middle of the evening, I was hit by a car passing by, 25% of my skull is crushed but fortunately enough I lived, and is perfectly fine now, but all my memories before the accident are now forgotten. I don't remember anything from my birth up to the day of the accident.

  Akari sat on her regular corner, close to the counter where they serves coffee.

  "Good afternoon Mr. Himari, how are you today?"

  "Oh, you're here, good afternoon Akari, getting your normal order again? Anyway I'm good as always"

  he answered with a bright smile on his face. Himari's smile always calms Akari down.

  "Im glad to hear that. Also, yes the normal again."

  While waiting for her dessert and coffee, the Part-time employee Misaki walked out and gave Akari her normal "On the house food"

  Himari-san always give me free dessert even if I don't ask for it. He says that he does it so I could get close with Misaki. Misaki never once talked to me, but Himari said he's a lonely kid so I let it be. If he were to talk to me I'll gladly reply to him.

  Today I woke up feeling like my lungs want to leave my body through my mouth but I still bear with it, took a bottle of medicine and went to the hospital where the exact same words are said by my doctor every weak "We can't do anything for now". After my appointment I went to the cafe to drink coffee and eat 2 amazing desserts, as I finish up my food I had a chat with Himari making the orders of other customers. Once I'm done I paid and left the cafe. I went back to my empty house filled with bouquets and pots of flowers sent by a someone I've never met in person. Still I kept the flowers in my home, cared for them and collected the cards with the same statement to all of them "A Bouquet For you from: 18-5-14" I don't know what the numbers mean but I don't want to find out. If this person will sent me flowers till the day I die then I guess I'll just accept them.

  **To be Continued**