letters | nct dream

no. 26

ahri

7 months.

7 months and i'm still inside this nightmare.

wonyoung's father had come back from london a few weeks after the incident. he didn't know anything about mrs. kim always abusing wonyoung. he was so heartbroken at the funeral and cried his heart out.

i couldn't contain my own tears as well and cried at the funeral. i lost my best friend... i failed to save her.

based on the investigations, wonyoung's mother grew angry for some reason and tried to stab wonyoung out of frustration, wonyoung tried to fight back but ended up falling from the stairs. out of mania, her mother stabbed her multiple times and twisted her neck in a way that wasn't supposed to be twisted.

when she realized this, she pulled wonyoung up the stairs and into the room of wonyoung's deceased older brother. when she saw the body of her late son, mrs. kim suddenly regretted everything she had done to her only daughter, wonyoung.

guilt flowed through her veins, and that was when she lost her sanity. she went downstairs to the kitchen to grab another knife. she stabbed herself multiple times, broke her own fingers, and punctured her eye socket.
the autopsy report stated that both the bodies died 2 days before me, jisung, and chenle went to the house.

i knew i shouldn't have let wonyoung leave our house.

she must've known that this would happen.

she said goodbye.

but i didn't.

and i can't.

there are still some questions bothering me though.

"ahri, it's time for school!" my mom yelled from downstairs.

"yeaahhh!" i stood up from my bed and patted down my uniform in case i got it wrinkled. i grabbed my backpack at a corner of my room and opened my door. before i stepped outside, i didn't forget to look at the picture frame that contained me and wonyoung's only picture together. it was from the time we ran around the streets and bought ice cream.

i dashed down the stairs and bid farewell to my mom, feeling a bit excited to go to school.

i still haven't talked to renjun yet.