Hana Michi Otome Manhua

As Mikoto stared at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with nervousness. Today was the day of the school's annual talent show, and she had decided to step out of her comfort zone and showcase her hidden talent for flower arrangement. With trembling hands, she carefully selected each bloom, letting her fingers dance over delicate petals and sturdy stems. The stage lights seemed to dim as she lost herself in the art form she had always loved but never had the courage to share. As the curtains drew back and the audience hushed with anticipation, Mikoto stepped onto the stage, her heart pounding in her chest. The spotlight illuminated her face, highlighting the intricate flower markings that had always been a source of insecurity for her. But as she began to weave the flowers together, a sense of calm washed over her. The whispers and stares of the audience melted away as she poured her heart and soul into each arrangement, each petal a brushstroke in the masterpiece of her performance. By the time she had finished, the stage was transformed into a garden of colors and scents, a reflection of the beauty and grace that had always been within her. And as the applause thundered around her, Mikoto felt a sense of belonging she had never experienced before. In that moment, she realized that her unique markings were not a curse to be hidden, but a gift to be shared with the world. And as she looked out at the sea of faces, she knew that she had finally found her place in the spotlight, where her beauty could truly bloom.