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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