Weird Smile Novels & Stories

I didn’t even realize I was smiling faintly until Johan’s voice suddenly came from right beside me. “Damn.” I immediately turned toward him. All three of my friends were staring at me with almost the exact same expression. Suspicious. Disgusted. Way too curious. “What?” I asked casually. Kevin immediately pointed at my face. “What’s with that smile?” I frowned slightly. “A normal smile.” “Liar,” Arga replied quickly. “You look like someone who just got confessed to.” I sighed lazily before starting to walk toward the classroom hallway. “You guys are dramatic.”

Just trust me. He's perfect? Girl his smile is too wide. Like, unnaturally wide, stretching from ear to ear, showing off every single tooth. Who the fuck smiles this way anymore? You're giving too much emotions away, dude. Don't get m started on the way he scanned the menu earlier.

Constanz nods, but I know she's not happy with my answer. “I don't want to be a killjoy, but I don't think you're going to have fun with him tonight. Wolfgang is so bitter, and he never smiles." I smile with amusement. "Says the psychologist who thinks love is a waste of time?"I make fun of her. “Smiling is a powerful emotional tool,” she replies. "A tool Wolfgang doesn't know about." I'm sure that, in the mafia, the smile is not the most useful tool.

Everyone looked at me strangely, asking the same puzzle. "Why are you smiling? You dickhead," one of the customers blasted out. Does my weary face give you guys happiness? I thought to myself. "Does my weary face give you all happiness?" He gasped and retreated. I carried out my activities with a smile on my face. Even Alice felt uncomfortable, but she shrugged it out.

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

He stopped driving and a big smile appeared on his face. “Nori said that would work,” I am frowning but I felt my heart smile. My school treated me as a weirdo, an outcast, but here he is following me around when he can choose a more normal and even the prettiest girl there is. I just don’t get why he won’t stop bothering me. “Come on, you know I wouldn’t take no for an answer,” Once again he smiled. The kind of smile where you see the person's teeth as his eyes crinkle up with happiness. That kind of smile.

“Stuff… stuff. You don’t have to worry. It’s not illegal.” “Collecting weeds is not but snorting one is.” “Are you crazy?” Smile was dumbfounded although he didn’t go into a defensive mood. One thing about humans was, that their reactions were funny, especially if they did something unforgivable. Hisoka was living for such a reaction. Big shocked eyes, visible dilated pupils, gasping mouth, sweating hands. It was so much fun. “I trust you.” He patted Smile’s butt smoothly. “Don’t work too hard. Please settle the Underworld affair for me.” He waved his hand, laughing at Smile’s betrayed face.

What I said caused her eyes to widen as a result of what I said. If anything in what I mentioned surprised you, please let me know. I ponder the question in my head. After a while, he finally gave me a friendly smile. His weird smile is perplexing me, and I'm not sure what it means. "What are your thoughts on the matter? What exactly is the problem with your smile? Are you already completely insane?" I wanted to ask him a couple of questions, but I didn't. "I'd like you to be honest to me, Erica," he stated.

I'm just really happy right now. "What's wrong with my smile, assholes?" I couldn't stop my lips from forming a wide smile, and they were right; it did look a bit weird. "It's creepy. You look like you've lost your mind. A smile fit for a mental patient. And I'm sure of that because I'm a psychiatrist, dude," Keenan said, frowning at me. "At least your insanity isn't contagious to your patients!" "Fuck you, Finn!" I thought their attention would shift away from me, but not really. Knowing them, you can't easily get under their skin.

He suppose not to be this way, and looking at it, the woman is certain he is up to something. The man smile warily. “Did I weirded you out?” “No,” the woman reply without blinking, even goes so far to smile sweetly. “I'm not weirded with you. How can you be a weirded one, handsome boy?” Her sweet smile is something that is causing the man to stop a bit. He is weak to this kind of thing coming from her, and who knows what's inside her as of the moment?