bts angst,, book two ✍︎

jhs,, smile ii

SMILE.II; i met someone who have a bright smile.

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when i was a kid, everyone kept on asking me why i don't ever smile.

was i angry?

am i sad?

what's wrong?

it's not my fault that i realized that human beings was toxic at a very young age.

i explain everytime i was asked that i am happy, even if i don't smile that much.

but i gave up as years pass. what's the point anyways? they won't listen.

"hey, you should smile more."

"are you angry at me?"

"did i do something wrong?"

"can you stop being a bitch?"

those words. i despise them.

why would you care if i don't smile? why won't you mind your own fucking business? what's wrong with not smiling?

then, one day, i met him.

a guy with sad eyes that always smiles.