The wilting flowers.

^How it all started^

It was a normal day for Haruki he had snuck out of the palace, to finally have fun. He didn't understand why he was made to be kept at home and had to do all these weird stuff. So he ran and ran till he got to this singular tree, with flower fields surrounding the area for miles. Haruki walked to the tree as he noticed in the far distance a small boy, with black hair, pale skin, black eyes and they seemed to just be sitting there making a flower crown. The boy didn't seem to notice Haruki so he walked over and sat by his side. The black haired boy noticed Haruki a young boy about eight with blond hair more tanned skin with hazel eyes and his sweet smile. "Hello there what's your name and what are you doing out here?"Haruki asked with his bubbly smile. "My names Akio and I'm just making a flower crown..."Akio said as he kept working on the flower crown as haruki watched happily soon Akio was done with the crown and placed it on your head. "There you go." Akio said sweetly with a smile which looked pleasant but stained with some sadness. "Is everything okay?" Haruki asked "yes, everything's fine thanks for asking." Akio said looking down at a flower in his hand. Both boys talked played had fun in the field as the sun started to set, Haruki handed Akio a flower to be exact a rose, a pink rose that had thorns but Akio didn't care he held it close. Soon enough one of the guards from Haruki's castle had found him and started to drag him off away from Akio. "Let go of me!?"Haruki screamed as Akio stood there watching him get dragged away a blank face just staring while holding the flower as his blood dropped down because of the thorns cutting his skin, staining a white rose with his blood.