DEAR OOSUN

Chapter 12

I trust you 99 and a half percent.

I'd trust you 100% if I could,

but you know I've been hurt in the past,

and I need to keep that little half a percent,

because deep down I'm scared of being

hurt again...

- 99.5% of love.

NIKI'S POV

My mother told me that he hanged up without saying anything. I was worried and I ran back to dorm from gym instantly. I thought I made a mistake by letting my mother know about him, for insisting her to call him and for trying to break his walls. I feel so bad now.

I was hyperventilating infront of our door, after taking a deep breath I went inside and I saw him, sitting cross-legged on his bed with a letter in his hand. His bed is filled with letters and flowers from fans. He looked so focused and he didn't bother acknowledging my presence. He was going from one letter to another. All the notes are open and it looks like he have read them multiple times.

I can read people like the pages of books. I can flip through each emotions they are trying to convey. I understand strangers on the street, strangers that I have never exchanged one single word to, but not him. He is still a mystery to me.

But sometimes I understand a part of him, a version which I have seen many times. I can felt the heaviness held within his eyes, the weight in his smile and today I can see the cracks that he is trying to hide, they are so clearly exposed and visible to me.

Without any words, I offer the gentle hug of eye contact. Reassuring him that it will be okay.

"Hyung, look at these.... are they really talking about me?" He asked while giving me a letter he was reading.

02:00am 17032023

to my person, best friend, savior and safe haven...

I am not just a teenager girl completely smitten with the perception of you; I am more than that.

I feel like I know you. You like mint chocolate and it's becoming my favorite too, You favorite color is green and every time I see you wearing clothes in green, I can't help zooming your face.

You twirl a lot in delight to show your happiness, you love reading books and I have bought every books you have recommended. I feel like I am becoming a bookworm like you.

I don't think I have said it enough how grateful I am to have you by myside when my own family turned it's back on me.

So, today through this letter I am thanking you for fixing a heart you didn't break and for letting me see the beauty in letting go. I hope you can do the same for yourself as well...

Your songs, your words of strength, they are enough to make me feel alive again.

Thank you for being the colors of my gray sky.

PS- I am ready to cherished every versions of you...

After reading those amazing words, I kept the letter back on his bed and I saw him staring intently at one direction. He looks so confused yet so composed.

Inspired by those words from his fans, I also tried preaching.

"Look at these words, they all love you." I said rubbing my ears.