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he smiled at me, i think? i'd like to think it as that way instead of anything else. his eyes creased upwards as if it smiled with his lips. i had no other words to describe him but cute. just cute. all that mattered was that it made me smile. something that rarely came across my face since he hurt me.

i had realised that i hadn't seen him smile in the photos that he posts. they were either just a half photo of his face or him covering parts of his face with his arm. here, he looked better and healthier than i had thought.

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