BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)

Hoseok: 2 March Year 22

What to Look for When Lost
Part 1

I liked mingling with people. As soon as I left the orphanage, I started working at Two Star Burger as a part-timer.

I had to deal with countless people, smile constantly, and always look energetic. I loved that job. There'd been few things that made me smile or feel energetic in my life.

I came across many more bad people than good people. That must've been why I enjoyed the job so much. While always squeezing out a laugh, deliberately speaking in a higher tone, and pretending to be cheerful in front of my customers...I actually did change.

I felt better after laughing out loud and became more kind-hearted through working hard to serve  customers in a friendly way.

Of course, there were tough days. It took all my energy to take each step on my way home at the end of the day.

Sometimes, I suffered under the bullying of unkind customers. But I just smiled and laughed. Laughing gave me new energy.

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I graduated from high school in February. A high school diploma didn't bring much change. It only let me work more hours at the burger joint.

I made a little bit more money. but it still wasn't enough to move to a better room.

With the start of the new semester, Two Star Burger was crowded with dazed freshmen and upperclassmen who tried to look cool.

They were all cute. We used to be like them once...

What are the others up to?
I thought of them from time to time...

Thinking about it, the last time I saw Seokjin was the beginning of summer vacation. He seemed to be avoiding me at the time, so I kept my distance.

I heard later that he'd transferred to another school. Yoongi, as usual, didn't respond to our calls, and no one knew where on earth Namjoon went.

Taehyung, who was particulary fond of Namjoon, began to ditch school some time after he left and was said to be in and out of the police station for doing graffiti on the street.

Jungkook occasionally stood in front of the glass door of Two Star Burger. He seemed to get into a lot of fights, with all the cuts and bruises on his face.

As for Jimin, the last time I saw him was when he was wheeled out of the emergency room.

These memories of them, from that day, frequently crossed my thoughts, haunting me.
Did I do something wrong? Did I miss something?

Another customer stepped into the store, distracting me from my thoughts.

I inhaled a deep breath and greeted him in a high tone. I offered a big smile and looked towards the door.

The customer wasn't a stranger.
It was someone I knew.

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