Sequel to BlueBloods.

"It's funny how things always have two sides to them. You can never have something good, without it having a catch. Just like a rose. It's beautiful, but it has thorns that prick. Like the colour red. It represents love, but also danger, also blood, gore, death. And just like red, just like the rose, the strongest love can hurt the most."

Love is like a red, red rose.

Fragile, thorny, delicate.

Love can be deceiving.
Love can be painful.
Love is rough, it's difficult, it's tough.

But yet, so, so beautiful.

When you truly love someone... You would endure all the pain just to see them happy. 

When you truly love someone... You can let them go.

"But can you let me go?"

"Never let me go."

"Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are you. But you are so sweet that I can't bear to make you bitter. That I can't bear to see you wither. So I'm going to let myself get hurt instead. So you stay the sweet Angel you are."

-Kim JongIn

"In the spring, I blossomed. I became capable of doing things I never knew I had the potential to do before. I summer, I laughed, I loved, I danced and I played in the hot sun. In autumn it began to get dull. I began to start shivering. I began to get anxious. And in winter? In winter I wilted. I wilted and died. I died when he told me so."

-Lee Kara

"Somehow I get dragged in. I fall into the rose bush. And I get pricked because the gardener abandoned it and left it in my care. Because he didn't take proper care of the bush. Because he didn't give it enough water, he didn't trim it. And I had to take matters into my own hands. But the rose had grown too wild, too. And I ended up getting pricked by the sharp thorns as I tried to ease it down."

-Oh SeHun