The Misfortune Of The Sakura
Description
A disease when one doesn't love you enough or doesn't love you at all. The meaning is unrequited. When you reach out you're left with nothing but the air and the Sakura's softly falling around your hands. You reach even farther and you become the stiff bark of the tree. When you think you've finally grasped them even though they're miles away. You become a Sakura tree. You are the unrequited disease.
Foreword
Misfortune: an unfortunate condition, or event
Sakura: The Japanese word for Cherry Blossom Pedal/Tree. In Japan it is known as another meaning for love and life. "Overwhelmingly beautiful, yet short lived."
Hanahaki Disease: An illness born from one-sided love, where the patient thorws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through the surgery, but the feelings dissaper along with the petals. It can be cured without side effects when the feelings are returned.
Hello~
This is my first Yusol. Flip I don't even ship it. But it's cute.
I wanted to do something based off of the word Sakura, and the hanahaki disease. Just because Yuta is from Japan, and reminds me of a cherry blossom. Lolz, but he doesn't really smile. Why? May I ask?
Anyhow, this story is part of a series. A soulmate au series. The first bookish thing is Dojae. And the second bookish thing is Taeten. Okay ill call it fanfic. But I'm writing all three at the same time. If you want to know more about the others go here> The Misfortune's Of You And Me. And that will link you the the other books of the series. You might want to sub to that, but because thats where most of the polls for the story will be, the spoliers and stuff.
Genre: Soulmate au, Highschool au, Romance, Angst, and Sligthfluff.
Story staus: On going/Not a oneshot.
Otp: Yusol
Updates: School has ended, so...once a week?
Story Graphics: Waiting for Papilion to do them.
Chapter Graphics: If you look below there will be credits and what they have made for me.
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