3EETH
*slight gore*
that night after dad was asleep, i stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and examined the bloodied area in my cheek.
it was a small dent, but it was still painful. and my slightly uneven premolars were at fault.
so i scurried into my bedroom and took out a small butter knife that had been sharpened previously and then spent hours shaving the perpetrators down.
i felt better about them afterwards, despite all the blood.
even though i got reprimanded and my perfect school record got tainted, i still owed it to jisung because without him, i wouldn't have been able to spot that imperfection my teeth had.
- lee minho, 13
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