There is a flower in front of me. It's a tulip, placed in a red glass vase. It must have been one of the girls who happily put it on my desk. The color of the flower is amazing. I've been staring at the petals. On the light pink petals, there are many small black spots like freckles floating on the surface. The closer to the flower stem the color of the petal becomes lighter. The connection between the bottom of the petal and the stem has completely turned white. As I slowly move my gaze upward, the freckle-like black spots look like dark scabs on human skin, the light pink gradually intensifies, and the tip of the petal suddenly turns red.