Claudette Anne was hiding in the shadows of the greenhouse when the curfew bell rang.
She just wanted to take a look at the dying camellia.
Then he covered her mouth with one hand and clasped her waist with the other.
"Calm down." The breath brushed her ears, "Unless you, the top student, want to be expelled."
A member of the royal family - Senshel Horolai, the second prince who smiles like a mask and looks at people like toys.
He rescued her and discovered her secrets - the faint pain mark on the inside of her wrist, and the flower that quietly resurrected after she left.
The next day, the caretaker handed her a crimson school uniform.
Later, he invited her to dance three times.
Everyone in the college said that the second prince fell in love with the flower girl.
Fudite didn't believe it. The more perfect the people of the royal family are on the outside, the more rotten they are on the inside. Her mother said.
But she didn't know that some rotten people would sincerely want to bloom once they were exposed to the scorching sun.
Little does she know that her best friend is heading towards a fate that she cannot save.
This is an era when everyone wants to climb up.
This is a story that everyone will fall into.
Intention: Even in the rotten soil, flowers of their own should bloom.
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