letters | nct dream

no. 22

ahri

"so.. wonyoung went to our house last sunday, she had tons of injuries and i'm pretty sure it was from her mother. she hasn't been attending school for the past two days and that's a big deal because wonyoung does not skip school, like, not even once in her lifetime. and then renjun adds to the picture, he hates wonyoung for some reason even though it was just a day-- two days? after he confessed and has become distant from the rest of us. that sums it all up" i explained to chenle, and jisung, who both had looks of concern.

we're now in the kitchen, rummaging in the fridge for some food because we got hungry. i haven't eaten properly this morning and i'm sure wonyoung's mother won't mind, i'm going to send her to prison anyways.

"but, what happened to this house?" chenle asked, munching on a piece of biscuit.

"that's what i'm trying to find out. my theory is that wonyoung and her mother had a fight and everything went downhill from there" i said. though, it could be possible that wonyoung had snapped and went on a rampage.

"anyways, let's start exploring the house. you two look around the ground floor while i work on the second floor" i gestured for them to start.

i ascended upstairs, the floorboards made creaking sounds with every step i took. this could totally pass on a horror scene, except the sun's still up. i entered the first room in the hallway.

dirty yellow walls, huge king sized bed in the middle of the room, one cabinet on the side, two bedside tables with family pictures greeted me once i entered. if i'm gonna guess correctly, this is mrs. kim's bedroom (wonyoung's mother).

i sat on the edge of the bed and look at the framed pictures on top of the table.

there are three pictures, two of them were mrs. kim's portrait of herself when she was younger, and one of them is a picture of wonyoung, her mother, a boy, and a man. they all looked younger here, like it was taken 10 years ago. i'm assuming that the man was wonyoung's father. but the boy... wonyoung didn't mention that she had a brother. dunno if she's older or younger.

i stood up and scanned the walls. my eyes landed on a picture frame hung up on it, i didn't notice it before. i took it off the wall and examined it.

it was wonyoung, the boy, and her mother. they both had bright smiles on their faces. what really happened?

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

i accidentally dropped the picture on the ground, causing the frame to shatter into tiny bits of pieces. shit. the scream sounded like a mixture of both chenle's and jisung's. they might be in trouble.

i hurriedly dashed downstairs, almost tripping on a few loose floorboards on the way.

"guys, what happened?!" they looked paralyzed on the spot.

i slowly turned to where their eyes were landed and i almost threw up the contents of my stomach.