I'll Pick an Armful of Cosmos Flowers for You

Yeonhu was diagnosed with terminal ALS two years ago, and since then, like the flowers he so carefully tends to, he began to slowly, inevitably wither. He was sick, he was broken, and he had made a home out of a place of ghosts and grief. But he was alive. He thought that would be all he was; until he met a boy, with pretty eyes and a smile that could rival the Sun, who taught him the difference between life and living.

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