Dear SEVENTEEN [SEVENTEEN Fanfic]

Letter 12

Letter 12

Dear Vernon,

Hey, buddy. You know, you somehow remind me of Joshua. But you're also different in another way. It's funny, right? Maybe it's the fact you also know English like him. Maybe it's because you were also from America. I'll never really know but there's this thin line that draws the two of you together.

Writing this letter, you made me realize a bad habit of mine. I always somehow mention another person when writing a letter before writing about the person I'm writing to. It took me eleven letters to notice.

Okay, most of the letters, I've mention Sungcheol but at least I mentioned Joshua instead of him. But, whoops, I mentioned him again. Basically, I'll never learn. I'm like that, I also realized.

Remember our bus ride yesterday? We've been riding the bus together for two years but only last year have we started talking. I guess everyone has that 'Don't talk to strangers' in their mind. How did we started talking then? Well, it was one of those grateful moments in life.

One day, I was just taking the bus like another other day. But that day, I was in such a daze from the moment I woke up at home. I didn't even realize I forgot to bring my bus ticket and I almost never made it to school if it weren't for your kindness.

I was fumbling around my pockets trying to find my bus ticket and wishing that I didn't leave it at home, which I did. That was when you swiped your bus ticket and said, "I'll pay hers."

I stared at you, feeling grateful because I don't think anyone would've just paid for me. They would've just ignored me all the way and maybe even up the point where I'll walk to school and end up late.

You see, the world keeps growing colder by the day that no one even shows kindness to strangers anymore. We've lost trust in each other and we are yet to blame humanity and society. People need more kindness because it may be the last thing to help save us from the cold, harsh society.

After you helped me paid for the bus fare, I couldn't leave you alone. I was like that-always wanting to say something more than the average 'thank you'.

I ended up taking a seat next to you on the side of the bus which had two seats every row. The other side had three seats. I opened my mouth and first said, "Thank you."

You smiled a bright smile. "You're welcome."

"I... Why did you do that?"

You removed your red earpiece from one ear, leaving the other one in. "What do you mean?"

"Why did you pay for me? I mean, I'm grateful about it but why did you do it?" I'm still thankful about it, you know? Really, really thankful.

"I see you everyday on this bus. I feel somewhat acquainted to you, that's why. An act of kindness is an act that will be remembered, don't you know?" you asked, smiling again.

"I... Thank you, again. I really appreciate it..." I then realized I didn't know your name.

"Vernon," you replied. "My name's Vernon. Well, that's what my mom calls me. My dad calls me Hansol. My full name is Choi Hansol Vernon Chwe. I don't know which one you'll call me but anything's fine."

"Vernon," I repeated, smiling at you. "Vernon Hansol. I like your name."

You began chuckling and I thought it was cute. You scratched the back of your neck and said, "Well, um, thanks. What's your name?"

"Song Suri," I replied, smiling again. "Hey, let's be friends, okay?"

"Sure. We pretty much see each other everyday on this bus yet we just ignore each other. It's nice to finally make a bus buddy. It'll be less lonely starting from today," you said. Who knew you'd be right?

Because of that day, we pretty much talk to each other everyday on the bus. I still take the bus to my university and you take your bus to your high school. I wonder if when you're finally a graduate, you'd still take the bus with me.

But I know that we're more than just bus buddies. We're friends. I'm going to ask you tomorrow if you'd like to go with me to the arcade. Ha-ha. Make memories while we still can, you know?

Love,

Song Suri