He couldn’t even remember what was Yoomin’s favourite flower. Because most of the time, he would be staring at Yoomin and not listen to what Yoomin have to say about the flowers. He could care less since he assumes he wouldn’t need to know about them. Oh how wrong was he. He absolutely need to.

Just a random oneshot that had popped out. Hope you'll enjoy reading this.

A drabbl of rant and some angst. Don't be sad or even pity me because it's not worth it.