Dear Funeral (Jung Hoseok FF)

Chapter 2

(a/N: This story is going to be in JHope POV I'll just write the persons name if the POV changes, okay? enjoy!)

"hyung, are you okay?" Jungkook asked me. I sighed. To be honest, I don't know, my mind is preoccupied because of that mysterious sender. Before I could utter my response the staff came then gave us a bunch of new letters from the fans. I immediately get mine then proceeded to my room, oblivious of the stares that I get from the maknae line. 

I scan the contents of the bag, stumbling onto every fan letter, desperate to find THE ONE. My breath caught in my lungs when I saw a torn out paper. Maybe this is it.I opened it up and started to read.

Dear Funeral, 

                          Today, , I watched a tv program about the devil. The good and the bad. It makes me wonder, does God even exists? Why does it seems like evil overpowers good deeds nowadays? Kidnapping, attacks, killer out on a killing spree, then why are they still alive? Why does a person who did nothing bad is the one who always dies? Like me, I badly wanted to die. You know, living in this monstrous world is not suitable for a person like me. I know you are wondering why I'm sending this absurd letter to you, the first letter was sent to you unintentionally but in the end, I realized that you don;t know me. At least I can voice out some of my feelings before I exploded like an active volcano. Maybe you aren't reading this but it's okay.

Sincerely Yours, 

Soon to be decease

I took a deep breath after reading the letter. I needed to do something, I'm not called JHope for nothing. I needed to help this person but first, I needed to talk to someone whose an expert when it comes to this topic. I picked up my phone and started to dial his number.

"Yeoboseyo, JHope, why?"

"Suga hyung, can you please come to my room now? I needed to talk to you about something." 

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