I liked being around people. When I was still at the orphanage, I worked at a fast food chain and was exposed to a lot of people. I'd always laugh and be cheerful. I liked that job. With my experience of being exposed to more bad than good, it was evident that I had few reasons to laugh and be cheerful. Perhaps that's why I enjoyed the job so much. It gave me the opportunity to laugh and smile and be happy. What does it matter if it was usually forced? Overtime I could trick myself into believing that it was all real. My mood became better when I let myself laugh and by treating people kindly, I became a kinder person. There were hard days, like always, and sometimes taking a step forward would be too overwhelming. But even so, it was easier back then to withstand the hard days because I had friends. Things aren't the same now.
Sometimes I remembered my friends when I looked at the store of customers. Seokjin hyung, who transferred in, Namjoon, who disappeared one day, Yoongi, who wouldn't answer calls anymore, Taehyung, whose whereabouts we weren't sure of, and Jimin, who never returned after he went to the emergency room. I'd seen Jungkook in his school uniform through the window a few times, but he never frequented the store anymore. Perhaps those times had passed.
I heard a customer entering. With a cheerful smile, I greeted them.
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HYYH The Notes Chronologically
FanfictionAll the notes from HYYH The Notes in chronological order. These are not my translations, I simply typed them out, ordered, and compiled them for you to enjoy. :)