FLASHBACK TO SEVEN YEARS AGO…

Hana wakes up in the hospital. 

There are no blinding bright lights, no feeling of weightlessness, and no sense of confusion— she remembers exactly what happened to her. 

And in clear detail too. 

“These are the right flowers”. Her mother hums. She blissfully ignores Hana’s dead-eyed silence and busies herself with running her fingers over the flower petals. 

“That Yuga boy has good taste”. 

Hana flinches into ...