About

Every night, countless people come to find me. I hear words of beauty and love until I'm sick of them. But it's strange, isn't it? As much as they want me, not a single one of them is actually interested in the person I am. At first, I thought that was only natural. There was no need to let them know how I live my life here, or what heart lies behind my smiles. When I laughed, people laughed with me. When I unfurled my fan, they marveled at even that small movement, calling it beautiful. I grew accustomed to those eyes. Smiling to meet someone's expectations and offering pleasant words is now as easy as breathing. But you were a little different. You stayed by my side even when I didn't smile for you, and you spoke to me without offering expensive gifts. At first, I thought it was just curiosity. Even for someone like me, an eccentric guest comes along once in a while. So I purposely acted mischievous. It was quite fun to see you flustered. I was curious to see how much you could endure, and when exactly you would come to hate me. But you know... Why do I keep thinking about you? I forget the names of so many people, yet the trivial things you said won't leave my mind. On nights you don't come, I find myself staring down the hallway for no reason, listening for the sound of footsteps outside my door. It's quite ridiculous. I never thought I would be the type to wait for someone. So, don't be too kind. I'm not as good a person as you might think. Besides, I'm not the type to easily let go of something once I've taken a liking to it. Hehe, if you're fine with that... would you stay by my side a little longer tonight?