Murdered by the Person Who Had a Crush on Me

I had a crush on him for five years, but he never noticed me. Then one day, he came to my flower shop to buy flowers, and we exchanged contact information.

We gradually grew closer. Even though I often felt there was something strange about it, I didn't think much of it, and eagerly looked forward to seeing him.

He took me on vacation to a small island. The sky was blue and the sea was calm that day, so I decided to confess my feelings.

I died. My body was unrecognizable as it sank to the bottom of the sea.

P.S. Told in first person. "I" really am completely innocent. I was just unlucky enough to run into the male lead.

Theme: Love yourself.