Dear V,
"-w, x, y, and z, now know my A B C's next time won't you sing with me." Never mind. That was lame wasn't it.
As you already know, I have made stories for the others as well, or you don't. I'm not a fortune teller.
Somehow, just writing to you seems awkward, but I'm writing to everyone else, so you get a letter too. Where do I even start?
How about the week we went to Jejudo island and we had a competition to see who could eat the most food in an hour. Then, we ran back to the hotel in 10 minutes only to end up with a cold the next day. Yeah that was nice.
Do you remember that time I almost drowned in my sea of depression, but you were there to pull me out into the reality of a loving family?
Now I wished I'd drowned because I wouldn't be here suffering the events that unfold before me. I wouldn't be here to feel your neglection when a couple of guys came and almost attacked me because she wanted to watch a movie with you.
Or how you missed my birthday just to see her new hair, when in reality I was suffering in the hospital, knowing none of you would come.
Do you know why my name for you is "Broken Hero"? Because you were once my hero, but the belief shattered after everything that happened.
How does it feel to know she is no longer here? No longer here to see you trying so hard for her, and neglecting the person who cares for you.
Don't worry. By the time this letter is read, I'm no longer here.
Aren't you happy that there won't be any more disturbances in your life?
Love from,
Bunny-ssi
And there lay a wilted blue petal, showing obvious signs of not being watered or taken care for.
