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Petals in the Red

Tonight, I'll sleep in my capsule room—one tatami mat, no window. Through the thin wall, someone's TV plays a travel show about a town famous for cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossoms were blooming again. Falling petals painted the streets pink, soft as a sigh—but all I saw was red. Four thousand in the red, to be exact. debt4k sakura hell

"Debt4k," I muttered, scrolling through the loan notice on my cracked phone. Sakura snow drifted into my empty cup of instant ramen.

Spring is beautiful, they say. Yeah. Beautiful hell. Petals in the Red Tonight, I'll sleep in

Hell is watching heaven from the other side of a convenience store window, counting coins for a rice ball, knowing next month's interest alone could buy a dozen bento boxes.

Four thousand dollars. Or yen. Or favors. At this point, the currency doesn't matter. The debt is a tree blooming inside my chest, roots through my ribs, petals choking my throat. Falling petals painted the streets pink, soft as

I passed a couple taking photos under the weeping cherry tree near the station. She laughed, petals caught in her hair. He said, "This is heaven."