just right | kim namjoon

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it's already ten in the evening when i received a call from her.

i ran through the nearest park she told me and saw her there sitting down on the bench.

i approached her and hearing her crying, my heart shattered in a moment looking at her crying for the first time.

“hey you didn't watch sad movies aren't you?” i asked sitting down beside her as i am trying to lift the mood.

i noticed that her makeup has been smudged and removed, she sobbed as she continues to wipe her tears with her backhand.

“am i ugly?”