It has been said that the petals you cough up when you have the Hanahaki Disease is the other person's favorite flower or the color of the petals would be the same as their favorite color.

My mom loves gardening and because of that I've become very knowledgeable when it comes to flowers.

The first time my Hanahaki Disease showed signs was when I saw Ollie talking to another girl who I haven't seen before, it was a couple days after I became aware that I like him. This happened at least more than 6 months ago.

It looked like they were flirting and Ollie was enjoying the attention he was getting, I coughed and a single petal was on my palm.

I didn't think about it at first until it became constant.

Every time I feel insecure or jealous it happens until eventually blood comes with the petals whenever I cough, until to this day where I vomit a large amount of petals with blood.

It happened really fast in a span of weeks it reached this point where it makes me really weak after vomiting.

They're always the same petals.

forget-me-not.

I remember in High School, Ollie was in the backyard with my mom, I just came home from the library after returning the books I borrowed.

I didn't have feelings for him back then, I think.

"What're you guys doing?" I asked as I walked out of the back door from the kitchen, they were wearing gardening hats and some gloves too.

"Hey Mona!" Oliver greeted, "I saw your mom planting flowers when I walk back here so, I decided to help."

"He was looking for you and came here." Mom added.

"Why were you looking for me, Ollie?"

"Oh Greta asked me to give you back that book!" and he motioned to the book sitting on one of our garden benches.

"Oh, man! I already went to the library to return the ones I borrowed, she didn't even tell me she's gonna use this!" I mumbled rolling my eyes, now I got to go to the library again.

"What's this flower called again? they look pretty, I kind of like them." Oliver asks my mom.

"Oh! they're called forget-me-not's, pretty aren't they?" She answers.

Ah thinking back of that day, no wonder, it's always been forget-me-not's.

I woke up from the sound of my alarm, I'm scheduled for an x-ray today.

I'm nervous.

I wonder what's wrong this time.

I took the prescribed medication, Aspirin tablets and some pain killers.

I got dressed and hailed a cab to take me to the hospital.

By the time I arrived, I was a little late but it was exactly my turn for the appointment so it was alright.

"Hello, 'just' Ramona, how are we today?" Elijah was still on about that silly name.

"I'm okay, no coughs today yet." I was pretty much rest up, my disease hasn't been triggered over the weekend.

"Just relax for today while we do the tests, okay? It'll be fine." Elijah was confident that everything will be okay, I on the other hand don't know what to do or believe or say about any of this, I've really led myself to believe that Ollie will never look my way.

"What's your plan for today?" He suddenly asks.

"Nothing really, I'll probably read a book when I get home."

"Do you want to get coffee with me, after this? You're my last patient today and my clinic is closed tomorrow so I'll be on my day off." Elijah flashed a smile.

"Is it even okay to do that?" I asked.

"Why not?"

"Someone might see us and misunderstand?"

"Let them misunderstand, then." He just shrugged, "Okay, 'just' Ramona, I'll just finish up here, after you're done with your x-ray we will go."

I nodded and we made our way to the x-ray room.

I was asked to remove my jewelries and my top and had to stand by a board with my chest leaning to it.

After I got the tests done I went back to Elijah's office.

He was busy sorting out files on his file cabinet probably looking for something.

"I'm done now." I exclaimed and he was a little bit startled.

"Oh yeah! let me just get my bag.." I noticed he was holding a folder with my name on it, he slid it discreetly in his bag and I feel bad asking why he needed my file so I decided to keep quiet about it.

"Alright, let's go!" He smiled again and led me out of his office.

We arrived at the Café and Elijah asked me find us a seat, there was a window seat available so I immediately sat on the chair. He didn't ask what I even wanted.

I pouted to myself.

I stared outside, the streets full of life.

I see kids running around with their parents walking behind, mom and dad hand in hand.

They have smiling faces, angry, laughing and even confused ones. I've always liked staring at the window and watching people outside, it calms me down.

"Hey, I got you a latte, I hope you like it, I don't really know what you liked and I was too embarrassed to leave the line just to ask you-" He had an unsure look on his face as he scratches the back of his neck.

"I uh-, I don't drink latte."

"Oh shoot, sorry I can get you something differe-"

"I'm messing with you," I laughed and he looked relieved,

"How much was this?"

"No, don't worry about it, it's my treat!" He smiled.

"Thank you." I gave him a small smile.

There was this awkward silence between us but it was also warm and comforting and I felt okay with it so I didn't mention about it.

"What got you interested about the Hanahaki disease?" I suddenly blurted out.

Everyone is curious, even the nurses at the hospital who works with him know nothing about why he is so keen on finding a cure.

I guess since he is a doctor he would want to figure out a cure about it but there are other disease that still doesn't have a cure so why the Hanahaki disease?

He took a deep breath before he started talking, "It was my best friend." He answers;

I furrowed my brows trying to understand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask you such a private question." I immediately backed off.

"No, it's fine, it's not like I'm keeping it a secret to anyone.." He chuckled, "I don't mind talking about it." There was a pause and I can tell that he is forcing himself just to tell me about it.

I'm such an idiot.

"She was my best friend and this happened way back when I was in high school."