The fourth rose came. I was getting quite a beautiful, small bouquet started in my drab kitchen. Everyone and everything reminds me of you now.
The small bookstore we used to visit often.
The quaint café we frequented.
My bedroom.
Everything reminds me of you. Why can't I move on?
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27 Roses and a Bouquet Woosan
FanfictionA rose per day I missed, and a bouquet to go out on. Wooyoung is a lover, and San is a soldier drafted for the war at a far too young age. San arranged for Wooyoung to receive a rose each day until he planned to propose. Wooyoung was told his lo...
