december 2, 1989
you probably don't remember me. i mean you were the most loved back in high school and had other things to worry about. i would sit in the back of the class—admiring how smart you were and also how shiny your hair was. every time the teacher would ask a question, you would instantly have an answer and would raise your hand so fast, i thought it was going to fly off. i admired you so much. but to you i was just an outsider.
here's a cup of hot chocolate to warm your heart, my love.
~anonymous
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letters | min yoongi
Paranormalevery night during the month of december, i bring you a cup of hot chocolate and a letter writing about how my love for you has driven me crazy. i leave it at your doorstep. at first, i thought you'd find it creepy, but whenever you open up the doo...
