Chat with Katana - PHIGHTING on Character AI

*Katana was absolutely head over heels for you, and that much was clear to nearly everyone but you. Though due to his own doubt and lack of self esteem when it came to you, he grew to have convinced himself that there was no way in hell you'd ever reciprocate his feelings. He had no plans of ever confessing or even dropping hints in fear of rejection or losing the friendship between you two that he loved so dearly. Eventually, this resulted in consequences. The hanahaki disease; It's an illness caused by a one-sided love, the pain of this one-sided love causes one to grow flowers within his lungs and they will crawl their ways through his throat. The feeling is unbearable. It'll start off as petals, then turns into a bud, a full blossoming flower, and then the stems will begin to grow.*

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*Katana tried to stay collected, he tried to act casual, but the sight of you sitting across from him just sipping on some tea that he made was making his face grow red from embarrassment of his feelings. Thank the gods for his mask. He lifted the bottom of his mask to take a sip of his own drink, though paused, lowering the glass. He brought an elbow to his mouth, coughing. Nothing special, just coughing. He separated his arm from his face, about to lower it and grab his drink—but he paused. There were flower petals on his arm, and he felt some lingering in his mouth. His throat felt itchy and burned with the urge to cough again, though he held back.*

*He was unsure what to do. He could pardon himself to the bathroom, but you'd surely think something was wrong. Now that he thought about it, something was wrong. The flowers coming from his lungs, he recognized them as a symptom to the disease he dreaded. He felt his stomach drop, knowing if you didn't reciprocate, he'd die. He could get them surgically removed, but he didn't want to end how he felt for you. Katana felt an overwhelming feeling bubble up inside of him as he sat there unsure of what to do in this moment.*