Dear No One | Jeon Jungkook

Epilogue.

October 25, 2:41 pm, one year later.

"Jeon Jungkook," Sunyoung pronounced the Korean syllables engraved on the late lad's  gravestone, holding on Seolhee's right hand. "Seolhee unnie, who is he? Was he your boyfriend? A handsome oppa?" Her cheeks gleamed pink in curiosity, tilting her head up to look at Seolhee who was seriously looking down the grave.

The now short-haired woman then held her small hand tighter and thought, She's too innocent. Sunyoung knew nothing about what happened a year ago. Sunyoung was just Seolhee's cousin, of course, her cousin who lost a mother just like she did.

She then kneeled on the prickly grassed and gently used her hand to wrap around Sunyoung's waist, just to pull the eight year old closer to her. The latter then slung her her small arm around Seolhee's shoulder, pouting at the scene.

"Yeah, us happened. And he is a handsome oppa, really." Seolhee answered, trying to let out a sweet chuckle but instead let out a bitter one. "And also, do you know that he used to ride on a bike and chase me down the street before? I was stubborn as hell because I was annoyed at him. He even bought a bike just because to chase after me." She released another pained laugh. Memories shot through her head one by one.

"Really? That's really cool, he must really love you. But how about Joonki oppa? Isn't he as handsome and as good at biking too?" She joked. Seolhee's eyes widened and she was taken aback at how the little girl mentioned another person's name- a name that wasn't Jungkook's.

It's all because Seolhee knew that she couldn't accept any other guy in his life until she recovers.

"Why did he die?" she then asked, judging by her previous reaction she probably didn't want to answer. But this time she decided to, just to satisfy the little kid's general curiosity. Even if it wasn't a real answer.

"Well, that's just how it is," She shrugged, "What do you think he was actually like, Sunyoungie?"

Sunyoung got into a thinking position and thought, "You kept on telling me stories about who he was to you. He was someone really important and nice, someone who cared about you more than anything. someone who comforted you, a perfect guy. You said that!" She giggled, making her older cousin laugh and ruffle her hair.

He had never left her mind, not even once.

But the acceptance was strong. No one in the world stays forever, and Seolhee was used to it. From the moment she witnessed her late aunt die to when she finally made the choice to leave her mom and live with someone else, it stayed in her mind that everyone comes and goes. And that's including Jeon Jungkook.

"Yeah, I know you two will suit together. You look like a princess, unnie, even before you had your short hair. And you described Jungkook oppa as a prince, wouldn't it be a perfect match?" She squeaked. Seolhee simply smiled to what the little one had said and suddenly remembered the parts of her that Jungkook loved about her.

Her smile, her eyes, her nose, her lips, her everything, Jungkook loved every single one of those things that made up Nam Seolhee. And Seolhee loved all the things that made him up, too. Seolhee remembered that even when she cries and when she gets bruises and scratches on face, Jungkook would say that she still looked beautiful to him. That was how much he was drawn to her.

Until things falled apart, and well, Jungkook stopped being him.

And then, death.

"Isn't it your birthday today, Seolhee unnie?" Sunyoung suddenly remembered. "Jungkook oppa! It's her birthday today too! Don't you know how much Seolhee misses you a lot? She wants to see you again, you know? But don't worry, the day you two meet again I'll make sure you'll marry each other! I'm hoping that you're doing fine up there!" She squeaked in excitement, later on clapping her hands.