[Full-Time Master] Obsession (Two-Way)

At this cold night, the flowers are still blooming as they were that year. ———— Bugs are there, dog food is. Written casually, a mindless short story. The product of obsessive learning If there is any confusion... There is nothing I can do about it. (￣▽￣) Intention: After the flower blooms and dies, it will bloom again tomorrow.