"Hello?" It was the first time I talked to him. I hadn't seen him for a while and so I when I did, I knew I should say a few words to him.
He smiled again, that broken smile of his. I couldn't stop staring at him when he did so. I found it breathtaking. The boy in the mirror was beautiful.
"Hi," he muttered, quiet as ever.
"Why are you in there?" I asked.
He smiled again but didn't reply to my question.
I huffed out a breath. "You're so quiet. At least tell me your name, will you?"
He remained silent. It irked me slightly.
"I'm Jungkook," I said firmly.
Instead of an answer he smiled at me again.
I scoffed, "Stop smiling, stupid."
I expected him to scowl but I was taken aback but the sweet melodious laughter I received instead. I liked the sound of his laughter.
It did this weird thing to my heart.
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The Mirror
Mystery / ThrillerI see a face in the mirror. It's not mine. {Short Story} Fanart artist(insta): @Wooman95 ⚠️May contain triggering topics, read with caution. - The writing style for this one may be hard to read.
