A story about the young boy that dreamt of stories, fairytales, flowers and everything the opposite of black, 

and the demise that followed after the boy that smelt of tulips, hazelnuts and blackberries returned home. 

A story about a strong friendship, and two boys that found their true love but didn't quite realize it until it was too late. 

Title:

My Monochromatic Serenade

OR

Strawberry Jam

OR

A Quarter Past Twelve

Preamble: (the ambling before the rambling)

Oh Sehun is a boy. Lu Han is also a boy.

Respectively, this isn't that kind of story.
Or is it?

He was the one that smelt of tulips, hazelnuts and blackberries.
He, the extended metaphor that wrote itself.

Both, fighting to survive the impending doom called 'Adulthood'.