Letters She Wrote | Min Yoongi (Revising)

Crossing path is not a coincidence

Dear Reader,

I had a tolerable day compared yesterday, all thanks to my bestfriend Sun-hee whose existence is God's true gift. She asked me where I went yesterday, I lied saying I just grabbed a snack. She's my living diary. I tell her everything that is happening in my life and she's looking up at me thinking I'm brave and strong. I cant bring myself to tell her that I want to end it all because I know deep inside her heart, she cannot afford to lose another loved ones.

I feel like God touched fate last night, I slept well. Reallyyyy well. Nobody knocked on my door, no one visited. If I could just pray harder and beg God to make every night just like last night, I would. Mom also gave me extra money so I had a chance to treat Sun-hee for a snack afterschool.

We went to a dessert shop nearby, as we're enjoying our bingsu my eyes was fixated to the record store across the street. They're playing a very cool music video starring a very handsome guy. The guy I'll assume the artist has an ivory skin; as bright as the moon, as pure as snow. And his hair, oh my god, his hair is beautifully blonde making him the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

He was cuffed in a chair struggling to free himself and he fell face first managing to lose the cuffs. He lit a lighter and threw it across the room setting it on fire. He smirked, that smirk. Unfortunately we can't hear the music playing but everything is  so cool and dope, he is so hot I almost went inside the store to know more.

Should I ask the owner and buy his records?

Until then,
Boram.

P.S. To the perfect blonde guy, I'll never forget your eyes.