Dazai Smiling 소설 & 이야기

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

" Rila, the MUA answered. “Masya Allah, is it because you make up the smart ones or you are really pretty Saz? You are so beautiful ”Sinta joked while hitting Saskia's back slowly. Saskia shook her head, confused about the treatment of three college friends who are now sitting snapping the camera on her cellphone, taking pictures of them with Saskia many times.

He is wearing his white long sleeve shirt and it is folded three-fourths to his elbow, hand gripping the safety bar, kind of showing his veiny arm as if he rely his life on it. “What are you smiling at?” I automatically look up after Damian ask me such question. I grinned before looking back at the photo ready to be shared before I face my phone screen at him when I saw that he put his phone down on the table. “Look, you look so cool in here.” I exclaimed before laughing. “What caption suits this best, hmm?” I talk to myself while still polishing the photo. “Mister.” I muttered before looking up at him. “Or what about ‘fav mister’?”

Tamera smiled. "I can scent your arousal." Dax said.

Amelia looked directly at Daisy with a friendly smile. The first thing Amelia noticed about Daisy was that she didn't have a particularly striking or eye-catching appearance. Daisy's face bore a large scar, and her hair was disheveled, almost resembling a fashion disaster. However, Daisy's smile conveyed a friendly, comfortable feeling, and her demeanor was polite and refined.

I know you hate confrontation Dasie but please do this before your life will go into danger. Then, I stare at Anya, skipping as she hums one of her songs. She turns to me. I can see her smile brighter than before, giggling and dancing around like she’s out of the tower for the first time. I’m lying if I said I’ve never felt myself smiling this wide. I have, but the feeling I am feeling now is something so different that I can’t describe it. Seeing that smile...It lights up the road more than the streetlights. After all, she is the pop star, the brightest star in this place right now. I can confidently say that maybe I could sacrifice my life just so that smile won’t disappear from that face.