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Sunflowers are supposed to follow the sun, this is a fact.
However, they were facing you now, despite the fact that there were sun rays directly hitting. You tilted your head at them, reaching a hand forward to brush across the petals.
You swore that the flower moved closer into your palm.
"I wonder if Casper's really right about my soul…"
Not only was your soul like a mirage, a bright light hidden by a misty smog, but it was also capable of healing others—
"By giving a bit of myself…" You sighed, pulling your hand from the flower.
How did you receive this, you assumed it was a blessing, since you weren't accidentally stealing other people's souls to live longer or something. So a blessing, but how and why? You've been like this since you were younger, so you're pretty sure you've had it since birth, but you're also pretty sure no one in your family could use magic. But you also did just recently find out that Grim Reapers were real and not just something out of fiction.
And then you began to think about what that really meant for you. Would you truly just…cease to exist one day? Yeah, your life mainly consisted of going to work and chilling at home (with the occasional side quest of doing something else), but that didn't mean that you were ready to give it all up.
Your gaze found the sunflowers again.
"Sunshine…"
You also weren't ready to give him up yet, either.
You've never felt such an intense pull toward someone in your entire life, and you've only known Casper for less than a week.
Hell, you didn't even know his name was Casper until last night!
But…loving him…feels right. You should love him openly and wholly, and you were sure he'd do the same.
Your love for each other really were like sunflowers.
You smiled as your fingers brushed the yellow petals. "I guess you accidentally choose something with a double meaning, huh, Casper?"