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Alphabet Boy,








I remembered you again when I passed by our school today. Aish, it's been months and we're still not okay. What should I do? Will it be okay? Will everything be alright? Will you hug me again once you see me during the first day of classes? I don't really know what to do.








I really don't know how I ended up calling you Alphabet Boy. Maybe because you joked about your first word being 'Fuck You'. Then it just, stuck to that. I realized the word described you.








I don't really know, Alphabet Boy. I know the word is very harsh.








But you are.








I even used this notebook that you gave me this Christmas. I'll probably not believe that you said you loved me in that front page, because you won't. You probably did back then, I know, when we were still best friends. But everything's changed. It hasn't been okay since then. God, I wish this would just end already.








I can't sleep with you, Alphabet Boy, running inside my head.









































Yours sincerely,

Joker.

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