cute/kjuːt/ adjectiveadjective: cute; comparative adjective: cuter; superlative adjective: cutest1. attractive in a pretty or endearing way."she had a cute little nose"
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Siamese POV
i woke up to the sun kissing my face i forgot to close my blinds last night as i went to sleep not noticing there were open i get up from my bed and stretch my body as my bones crack
i walked downstairs to check if my father was still here, i looked around and saw my dad was nowhere to be found i walked up the stairs and walk to the bathroom to clean up
i walked into the school grounds and sat on a near by bench and toke my sketch book and pencil to draw a bit, i got lost in my thoughts and started drawing hoseok he is actually really handsome and he is really nice to me unlike everybody else i am starting to actually trust him
soon i felt someone tap my shoulder and i looked up and saw hoseok "hey Sia how are you doing" he said sitting next to me i looked at him confused "oh i forgot by the way you like the new nickname" he said smiling i never had anyone actually give me a nickname so i nodded because i actually like it "that is good by the way i got you something" he said going to his bag then he pulled out a notebook and pen "here so we can kinda talk but you write" he looked worried i smiled because no one has ever made a sweet thing like this
i open the book and i write thank you on it then showed him he smiled again like always "i hoped you'd like it" the book had a design of a king protea my moms favorite flower, it resembled diversity and courage i never ever saw them in real life because it only grew in the southern hemisphere but i would love to see one
i kept looking at the design and lost in my thoughts "i should of gotten a different design" hoseok said with a frowned expression i shook my head and wrote in the book again 'no i love this design it was my mothers favorite flower' i wrote
"that's nice why doesn't your mom like it any more"hoseok asked looking at me i looked down at my lap with a pained expression "whats wrong are you okay"hoseok asked i wrote in the book 'my mother died from cancer when i was five' as he read he looked more sad "i am so sorry Siamese"he said rubbing my back soothing the pain
"god i want to vomit"jacob said in front of us
YOU ARE READING
The beauty of her art
FanficA mute girl whose looked down on She's found someone who will see the beauty In her art well others look and laugh
