dear my idol,
my mother bumped into yours today. she said that your mother was so happy to see her, that she said she meant to contact after she moved into the city.
i imagine that's what you'd say.
apparently, although you're disgustingly famous and rich, your mother was humble. she didn't brag, obviously mother did though.
about how now i'm a successful buisness woman, about how i have many men friends and i am planning on settling down soon. apparently your mother was happy for me, saying we'd have to have dinner together sometime.
her and my mother obviously. i wouldn't want to go.
why didn't she brag? that's the thing i'm stuck on. your mother always used to talk about how amazing you were, i remember how annoyed you used to get.
it's not like anything my mum said was true. yes i'm a buisness woman, but success would be someone who was rich. i'm not rich, i'm barely a business woman either, just an office worker . i can barely afford to eat most days.
i have friends that are men, only a fraction are people who i don't work with. that fraction being failed dates and hookups that i don't plan on seeing romantically again.
like always, you've one upped me.
you affect both our lives more than you think Joon,
because i'm only ever going to want to settle down with you.
yours and yours forever,
y/n
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Dear My Idol, • KNJ
FanfictionA series of love letters written from an old friend to a worldwide pop star. • //A vary of long and short chapters //Some topics may be triggering
