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27. SVT Woozi - Snail Mail

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Title: snail mail

Member: Jihoon

Genre: angst w a good ending i promise lmao

Word Count: 1342

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"Snail mail?" You ask, raising an eyebrow at the overly eager Seungkwan, shoving you an envelope, filled with paper. He whines when you turn away, continuing to practice your dance.

"All the trainees are doing it! You don't have to write it for anyone, you can write it for yourself - your future self!" He waves the envelope back and forth, the paper flapping loudly.

"Okay, fine." You pause the music emitting from the speakers, and Seungkwan grins giddily, taking you by the arm, guiding you to the lounge full of Seventeen Project trainees.

"When you're done, put it in that bag," he points to an empty paper bag, "PD-nim said he'd deliver it to the place."

"Do you know when we'll get the letters back?"

He shrugs. "Dunno. Could be next year, or... Never?" You shoot him a look and puts his hands up, expression showing offense. "I'm not a psychic!"

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You wake up to the sound of your manager knocking at your studio door, the only light filling the room your computer screen. You save the file you were working on last night before knocking out, and unlock the door.

"Unnie/noona?"

"Delivery," she smiles, handing you a cup of warm coffee. "Oh, and this came in for you." She hands you an envelope identical to the envelope Seungkwan handed you almost two years ago. "Isn't this that thing you wrote as a trainee?"

"Yeah but..." The handwriting isn't yours.

"But...?"

"Nothing. Thank you, unnie/noona." She smiles at you, warning you not to work too hard, and exits your studio.

You hesitantly open the envelope, and messily written sentences are seen, erase marks evident on the white paper.

May 25th, 2015

It's the day before Seventeen's debut, and Seungkwan is trying to get rid of our nerves by making us write letters to our future selves.

I did write a letter to my future self, but since I have extra time, I'm going to write to you.
I hope the you reading this now doesn't hate me for pushing you away.
I want to make a confession before we debut.

(F/N), I think I'm in love with you, and I'm terrified.

Not think. I know.
And yes, I'm terrified, because I don't want to have a secretive relationship with you, and I don't want you or me to be kicked out of the company because of it.

So, this is also my apology letter, because tomorrow, May 26th, 2015...
I am giving up on you.

Always with you,
Lee Jihoon

You understand now.

Why Jihoon, whose studio is beside yours, always left when you arrived, always arrived when you left.

Why he never said hello to you when the other members did as they passed your practice room, and why he never made eye contact with you at the salon.

He pushed you away to save your careers.