With A Smile 소설 & 이야기

“ Well, smile” She puts on a blinding, annoying smile but somehow, it makes me feel warm all over. “Cut the attitude” She keeps the fake smile on her face “ what attitude?”

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I can never tell when you do that? Why don’t you smile or something?” Why don’t you smile. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’d heart this question. I gave him the answer I always did. “I don’t smile.” Simple and short. “But you do.” I looked at him. “Excuse me?” “You do smile. When you’re stepping on the skulls of your enemies. It’s a scary sort of smile.” I shrugged. “Guess that’s the only thing that brings me joy.”

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.

Greg notices me looking at them, and he smiles, “What?” I shake my head, “Nothing.” He looks suspicious, “You’re doing that thing.” “What thing?” “The emotional smile.” I gasp, “I do not have an emotional smile.” He nods seriously, “You do.” I narrow my eyes, “You’re lucky you’re hot and attractive.” He looks delighted, “I know.”

Don’t forget milk on the way home. I smiled despite myself. A second text came through. Ella’s mom says thank you again for helping fix their mailbox. That smile lingered for another second before I shoved the phone back into my locker. It was ridiculous how seeing Ella’s name—even in a text from my mom—could improve my mood. “Look who finally learned to smile.” Sean dropped onto the bench beside me, already dressed for practice. “I smile.” “You used to smirk.” “Same thing.” “No.” He shook his head. “Smirks are annoying. Smiles mean Ella.”

Don't show even a flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I smile. The smile of a predator who's just spotted wounded prey. The smile of someone who knows exactly how this game will end.

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" She said stroking my cheek lovingly before getting up. " So Auntie, all those time your husband didn't treat you well did you still continue to smile?" I questioned. My aunt sat back down and smiled more. " Of course I never stopped to smile. Smiling has became a part of me and I can't do without it. Though it wasn't a happy one, you how a nervous smile look like right?" I nodded. " Yes it was mostly like that. Except when I'm angry then the smile will disappear. No one smiles when he or she is angry."

he said, with a smile that lit up his beautiful amber eyes. Maybe one day I could say those words out loud that easily too. Maybe…

A kid thing. "No, no. Keep up the smile." Amelia warned with a playful frown on her face as the smile was starting to disappear. "Good." She clasped her hands excitedly when he managed to keep the smile on his face. She chuckled when he shook his head amusingly. "You really need that, it helps you look less scary." "Huh?" "Yeah, you need to smile with enough rest, just like you had last night. I'm sure you had enough rest last night. It's obvious." Amelia explained with a wide smile plastered on her face.