[He continues smiling like he always does, small, polite and calm. It's warm, but it's something he's always putting on. As an idol, appearance always matters, doesn't it? And to everyone, he wants to appear spectacular and perfect. His "truest self," does it really matter?
There were a few special "friends" who could have been that for him that he lost, and a few who he did relax around, but viewed him too differently for it to matter. He thinks he's beginning to understand things like this, but he wonders if it matters for someone like him.]
You'll leave me speechless, saying things like that. [He doesn't know what to say that she'd want to hear, anyway.]
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[He continues smiling like he always does, small, polite and calm. It's warm, but it's something he's always putting on. As an idol, appearance always matters, doesn't it? And to everyone, he wants to appear spectacular and perfect. His "truest self," does it really matter?
There were a few special "friends" who could have been that for him that he lost, and a few who he did relax around, but viewed him too differently for it to matter. He thinks he's beginning to understand things like this, but he wonders if it matters for someone like him.]
You'll leave me speechless, saying things like that. [He doesn't know what to say that she'd want to hear, anyway.]