Like always, I saw you across the train station.
The same as always; you had lazily kept hair and bright smile plastered onto your face, but your eyes.
It was as if they were drained, your eyes that once shone like the sun were now as dim as a candle that was about to burn out, and it killed me to see this, but you remained to smile at every stranger you saw.
I couldn't do anything as I watched you fade slowly, keeping up your bright facade.
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deprived | jung hoseok
Short Storythe most precious of flowers need many resources to survive but I guess she refused to give you enough you were a wilting flower and she was a thorn ♡ jung hoseok fanfic 2017 ♡
