It's been a year but I still hadn't forgot about her. She told me to move on but I know that she know's that I can't do that.
Your so unfair Chaeyoungie.
I heard knocks from my bedroom door. Must be one of my dormmates. Atleast somebody still cares about me right?
I drank from my soju bottle and stood up to walk to the door barely making it properly because of the way I walk. It feels like I'm in wonderland with the change of paths. It's too... too wavy.
I opened the door and smiled drunkly at Yoongi hyung who's standing by the door holding an orange paper bag. Reminds me of Chaeyoungie's hair before she left me.
"What do you need hyung?" I asked him.
He sighed and looked at me with sympathy and worry in his eyes. Maybe it's because I barely walk out of my room not drunk.
"Here." he said and placed the paper bag in my hands. "It's about time you have it. It's from her. Sorry for taking such a long time. Sorry Jiminie" he said and patted my head then walked away to the living room.
I closed my door and walked back to my bed and sat down. I read ths neat hand writing quickly knowing who's hand writing it belongs to.
Chaeyoung.
I read it in my mind. It made me confuse.
LETTERS FOR MY JIMINIE.
I opened the sealed paper bag and saw a buch of pastel orange colored papers neatly folded but stacked like it was being collected.
I took it all out and saw numbers. It was numbered by the first letter made to the last one.
What's all this Chaeyoung?
YOU ARE READING
LETTERS TO JIMIN.
Fanfiction[STAND ALONE] "I write him letters everyday." A JIROSÉ FANFICTION. ©-GODJIMIN, 2017 edited.
