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I yawned loudly and placed the plant on my dining table before taking a seat.


My head still hurt after recalling that psycho man that chased me along the street, begging for money which I finally gave.


His guarantee that his present will be special amongst them all made me wonder as I stared at the plant which looked ordinary.


A few leaves and flowers here and there, no biggy as well as a sticker on the vase saying 'hoseok' on it.


I bet it was the plant's name, as I gently touched its fragile petals.

"Hoseok. What an unique name for a plant I suppose"

THE DAY I BLOOM ― JUNG HOSEOKWhere stories live. Discover now