10/31/17
Dear Hyemi,
Why do I expect you to be at the library every Saturday still? Why do I pass by your house thinking of what you'd be doing at that moment? Why do I still stare at my phone waiting for you to answer my text?
Love,
Kim Seokjin
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Letters • Kim Seokjin
أدب الهواة"No," Seokjin choked out with a small gasp. Tears trickled down his pale cheek. "This can't be." Time seemed to stop. He curled up into a ball on his couch and cried himself to sleep. The only thing that mattered to Seokjin was Hyemi and now she was...
