There really is no such thing as perfection; something perfect.
Everyone and everything has a fatal flaw, no matter how hard they try to hid it.
Although people sometime see something or someone and see perfection.
Maybe it's because of their personality, their eyes, their smile, or even a certain thing they do.
They think it's amazing, it's the thing they enjoy when they see this thing or person; it gives them absolute joy, while it brings insecurity to the one that does it.
Something that you hate about yourself could be the thing someone adores, yet you don't even know it.
Like I said, there's no such thing a perfection. Only adoration and fondness and love blinds people and makes them think: wow, you're the definition of perfect.
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Perfect
Fanfictionper·fect adjective ˈpərfikt/ having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics; as good as it is possible to be
