I was once a wild rose on the asteroid next to planet B612.
Every day I watch the little blond prince next door, carefully watering the proud rose and covering it with a glass cover.
I also want a little prince of my own.
So I made a wish to the shooting star. I would go to a place with love and find the person who would hold me in the palm of his hand.
When I opened my eyes, I was really being held in the palm of someone's hand.
But these hands were rough, deformed, and covered with calluses.
The person holding me was not the blond little prince, but a one-eyed, ugly bell-ringer named Quasimodo who was carrying a hunchback.
To make matters worse, I was just a gift to the beautiful gypsy Esmeralda in his humble courtship.
Esmeralda casually forgot me in the corner, and it was the ugly bell ringer who picked me up.
He planted me on the tallest tower of Notre Dame and watered me with an old clay pot.
Every sunset, he would talk to me, talking about his inferiority, his ugliness, and his hopeless love for that gypsy girl.
He was waiting for his goddess to turn around.
But in my long companionship, I just want to bloom the most beautiful flowers for this ugly monster.
"I'm a monster, you're a monster flower... We're a perfect match."
• Rose Through Time x The Hunchback of Notre Dame
• 1v1, HE, healing and redemption text.
Concept: Everyone has someone special to him