Little Smiles Of Oc の小説・ストーリー

I smiled. The End

I can't believe that I look like this when I smile. Despite the sweat and disheveled hair, my face looks bright. It was shining. And I know that it's because of the smile. Oxem is like this in my eyes when he smiles genuinely. His aura is different. She becomes more attractive in my eyes every time she smiles like this.

Only unanswered questions lingered in Smiles head,leaving her hanging in space, in the world of questions. Trying to calm herself down, she saw them, Mark and Xena. Walking towards her, it's like a test on her self-control. Watching them with the malicious smile on Xena's face was no good sign but her being Smiles, the only last one of her kind, she could only brave up herself, putting in a straight and a happy face. Wasn't expecting to see you here, you know…it's a classic and rich party meant for rich people, you know" Xena gave a snort of disgust.

Her smile is contagious. "My pleasure" *************************** Aw.

he gave me that smile again that seems to be captivating me. itsclarixass

Alvaria’s Point Of View. A light smile graced my lips as I made my way out of the bathroom and locked eyes with Odeus . He immediately gave me a smile as soon as he looked at me which just tugged at my heart strings. My heart couldn’t handle how cute he looked when so carefree and charming he looked when he smiled at me. I could tell that I was slowly getting addicted to seeing him smile . At first I thought he was incapable of genuinely smiling And now I just felt like it was all he did.

Moon went to his car. He was unlocking his car when a familiar scent hit his nostrils. He looked around and found Ocean standing near a car. She was smiling, he looked at her smiling face and a smile made it's way to his lips. "Ocean has a really gorgeous smile." He thought.

I say, pointing directly at Luca and Adrian, “are not allowed to corrupt my roommates while I’m emotionally vulnerable.” Luca gasps dramatically, placing a hand over his chest. “Me? Corrupt?” “You literally stole our bacon,” I deadpan. “That is unrelated.” A laugh leaves Ollie before he can stop it. Real. Warm. Deep enough that my stomach immediately flips. The sound catches me so off guard that before I can stop it, my lips crack into a smile. A real one. Small, but genuine. And the second Ollie notices it, something soft shifts in his expression like seeing me smile matters far more to him than it should.

Jacob walked behind me, his own eyes cast down, thinking about what lay beneath the mystery of my smile. Smiling gently, lips in a sweet curve, I walked alongside Jacob. My smile was the slow and deliberate kind, a slow smile spreading across my face like a sunrise sweeps across the sky. But Jacob had no idea why I smiled; the satisfaction and control I felt surged through my veins. He looked at me, seeking my eyes for an answer, but I simply continued smiling back in amusement with a glint in my eyes, savoring the moment.