The world now knew his name.
Smile Millet.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhWs3x0X7Wb
The genius behind a global empire.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5WaFA7VYfS
A man who turned nothing into everything.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQufjMXtFaw
A boy with no family who built a legacy that reached across oceans.
Yet, behind the stage lights, behind the interviews and flashing cameras, behind the finely tailored suits and high-rise offices—there was still just one thing missing:
A real smile.
His company thrived. His bank balance soared.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8QV2dHUa2p
His face graced billboards, his words inspired thousands.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGyN1zTLqqV
But when the applause faded and the rooms emptied, he was always left alone with the silence.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzmvZFSb6vm
The same silence he had known since childhood.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3CXG6CxGtv
The same silence that greeted him when his mother died.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjKgarFelsD
When his father gave up.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTheXMZcS4H
When his grandmother took her last breath.
He would stare out from his glass-windowed office—watching the city below buzz with life—and feel like a ghost.
No matter how high he rose, he could not rise above the hollow ache inside him.
He had everything he thought would bring meaning:12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBVyuDL6r2B
Recognition. Power. Purpose.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUZb5msCKDW
But happiness remained a foreign country he was never allowed to enter.
There were nights when he would unlock the old drawer in his private room, where he kept a faded photograph of his mother and grandmother. He would place it on the desk, stare at it, and whisper,12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP8PxQlUHhS
“I did it. I kept my promise. I built something. But why… why do I still feel nothing?”
The weight of unprocessed grief, of years spent suppressing pain, of carrying the world alone—began to fracture him from the inside.
He stopped sleeping.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhkBbT5eTpP
Stopped eating regularly.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm1lvNV5ALv
Stopped attending celebrations.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA3GSpShwdA
Work became routine, and success became meaningless repetition.
The worst part? No one noticed.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6bGDIVDo1e
He had become so good at hiding, that even Harbon and Fredge saw only the mask.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMKeHn8Vzfs
The world saw a king.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw7211rklOH
But inside, Smile felt like a boy still stuck in that cold, empty house in Alexandra.
One night, he stood on the balcony of his penthouse, looking over the city lights—12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI45VCTf5NW
And for the first time, he let the thought come without fighting it:
“Maybe… it’s time to end this.”
Not because he hated life.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSAQKjgztcN
But because he couldn’t feel it.
But fate, once again, had other plans.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5OIFiv8ha8
And just as he stood on the edge of letting go—12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv7I1KSY9H0
She appeared.
A girl with light in her voice.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg3hGBnG9Xc
With laughter in her eyes.12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRwN44ogNuM
With a name that sounded like a sunrise.
Happy Kingston.
And for the first time in years, something inside Smile paused.
