Seven

Jung Hoseok

his name
it sounds nice, doesn't it?

I like it a lot
he told me he likes mine

but I don't
I was named after my grandmother

I am nothing like her
nothing like a Camellia flower either

he walked me home one day
we realised that we live near each other

he cracked jokes
and a smile full of sunshine

it was weird
it completely contrasted the gloomy clouds hanging over us

"you're smiling, I'm glad"

he said once
I didn't even realise I was

I asked him why he was doing this
I can be so blunt sometimes

but he didn't mind
instead, his smile turned wider
before answering

"because you remind me of myself."

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