it was when i was in the library that i saw him.

i sat with felix, a boy that had freckles and front teeth that were bigger than the rest of his teeth. they was cute, but they weren't perfect. several times, i had the thought of reshaping his teeth and making it better, one that you would be proud of, but i didn't want to scare him away.

i already had a shortage of friends to begin with. but then again, i could only ever stand to be around people with nice teeth.

before i could fall even deeper in my imaginations of plucking out the entirety of felix's teeth and pushing in a new set that were straight and tidy, he showed up.

his hair was black and on the longer side, but it was curly and made me want to run my fingers through it. his face was handsome, alarmingly so, with soft brown eyes and plump lips that i dreamed of running my fingers over. my heartbeat suddenly rang loudly in my ears.

but that wasn't what made my heart race the most.

it was his teeth.

white, straight, with amazing proportions. i became entranced.

"chan!" felix yelped despite being in a library, before running towards the boy -- chan.

chan.

chan.

chan.

i liked how it sounded.

chan's right arm snuggled around felix's small hips, and i blinked, forcing myself to look away.

felix then introduced chan to me, and when he smiled, i couldn't help but observe his teeth once more.

'his teeth,' i could hear you whisper in my ear, 'they're perfect'.

i knew you'd think they were more perfect than mine.

- lee minho, 15