letters | nct dream

no. 27

ahri

"oi dipshit! we need to talk"

we were dismissed from class and now i'm blocking renjun's path to prevent him from going home.

"there's nothing to talk about" he grimly said and tried to walk past me. "please let me go home" he grumbled whilst running his hands through his hair.

"talk and you can go home" he rolled his eyes and tried to walk past me again.

"i can do this all day" he scoffed and finally gave in.

"fine"

i smirked. "you were gonna say yes anyways, didn't have to waste such precious time" he glared at me. i gestured for him to follow me outside the school gates.

"what do you want?" he sighed.

"what really happened between you and wonyoung?" he stiffened at the mention of wonyoung's name. 7 months and he still hasn't moved on? same.

he bit his lip and hesitated for a few good moments and sighed again. "she broke up with me.." he diverted his gaze from mine.

"what" is he being serious? he was acting salty because wonyoung broke up with him? really? does he have a fucking grudge now?

"ha ha ha.. tell me the truth, bitch"

"you ask me a question and now that i finally answer it, you don't believe me?" he scoffed.

"you fucking promised me to take care of wonyoung and you just suddenly act cold and call her a bitch because she broke up with you? did you even care when she died?!"

"it wasn't just a break up.. just, let me go home.." i ain't buying that shit.

"give me your phone" i demanded with a straight face.

he furrowed his eyebrows, "what?"

"she broke up in text, that's what i assumed" renjun mumbled 'how' but nonetheless gave me his phone.

i went through his contacts and eventually found "wonyoung". the last text sent was in july 24. the day when wonyoung got a call from her mother whilst inside our house.

wonyoung

hi! 🙋🙋🙋

hello! how are you?

can you not text me anymore?

what do you mean?

if you can read then you wouldn't need to ask me that question, but since you're an idiot then let me put it simply

i'm breaking up with you. firstly,  you're just not good enough. you're trash, better just kill yourself than waste all the oxygen you're inhaling. seriously. second, i don't want to be seen hanging out with someone who has sick relatives. why don't you take your abnormal sister with you? the world would be better off without shit like the both of you.
seen

i looked up at renjun who averted his gaze from me again.

"i wasn't affected when she insulted me.. i got furious when she talked shit about my sister" he explained.

"something feels off about this.. the text seemed forced and.. i don't know" i looked down and gave him his phone back.

"i want to believe that it wasn't wonyoung, i want to prove that it wasn't her. i want to know the truth" he began to leave but i tugged on his sleeve.

"help me..."

he looked at me expectantly.

"help me uncover the truth"

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