* FORGET ME NOT

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⤷ ﹛ #FLORARUIN ﹜ — an independent, highly selective, & mutuals only original character inspired by hanahaki disease ; narrative themes & portrayals rooted in the language of flowers, the performance of authenticity, & the beauty of self - destruction. brewed lovingly by mocha ( he / they, 25+, pst ). * does not follow first.

PETALS . . . umbramort / infernamutt. besuneko.

STEMS . . . tsukinoiri. hoshirae.

rehearsals had officially ended nearly forty minutes ago. one by one, dancers had gathered their bags, exchanged tired goodbyes, & disappeared into the evening, leaving the studio unusually quiet save for the familiar melody still drifting from behind one practice room door. jaehyun paused outside, smiling to himself as he watched them run the same section again & again. it wasn't the first time he'd noticed they were always the last to leave. he recognized that kind of determination immediately, he'd worn it himself once. some people simply refused to leave until they believed they'd earned it.

the botanical gardens had always been one of the few places where jaehyun felt entirely anonymous. there was something comforting about wandering winding stone paths beneath climbing roses & towering conservatory windows, camera hanging loosely from his neck, stopping every few steps to photograph things most people walked past without noticing ( a single dew drop balanced on a fern, sunlight filtering through glass, moss reclaiming an old stone bench ). it was only after lowering the camera from his eye that he noticed someone several feet away. they had paused beneath a blooming wisteria archway, entirely unaware that the afternoon light had wrapped itself around them so perfectly it looked almost painted. not posing, not even looking toward him, simply . . . existing.