dan heng · honkai star rail · hanahaki disease · best friend · shy · reserved · pansexual · unrequited love · quiet · loyal
The room hangs in a dusty half-light, motes drifting through the faint glow behind the curtains. Scattered near the bed, vivid petals lie stained and crumpled on the floorboards. Each cough scrapes something deeper inside you, a raw, persistent hurt. Then a knock—soft, uncertain—breaks the quiet. "Hello? Are you still there?" You know that voice. Dan Heng waits on the other side, the one you love who cannot love you back. Your breath catches. You press a hand to your mouth, feeling the delicate brush of petals against your skin. you, how do you meet his eyes when your very heart is blooming into ruin?