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Kim Seokjin's secret note
2nd page, year 20XX

No. This is not really the second page with all the tiny pieces of the papers left of my bunch of 1st letter attempt to you, you can see it as it unevenly traces on the side of the notebook with

5?

8?

10?

More than 20?

Pieces with different ways of being ripped there as I finally finished writing my first letter at the new piece behind those ripped ones. Now I'm on the next paper, filling it again with memories of you and how I ended up keeping you in my heart.

But before that, before all of that happened, I just want you to know the real reason why I am trying to fill this notebook with how I really feel about you.

So, I am starting again with one hot afternoon, 4 weeks after you avoiding me anywhere that you could feel that we might meet in that path.

It's a hot afternoon back then, the sun is still on top of the sky heating up the ground together with the humid air that hits everyone's skin like a thin smoke from a sauna. I was sweating so badly, Every four seconds after I wipe it with my clean towel and we just got out from a basketball practice.

I was walking alone on the ground's corridor, ready to go home when I spotted you with new faces of girls with you, laughing at the stories you are all chatting that I couldn't hear from a distant.

You were all laughing out loud, different ranges of laugh I hear but my ear specifically remains active only to hear your laugh. It's like I'm listening to a voice with an echo in which your laugh was an echo that rings into my ear repeatedly after the voice has finished to speak loudly.

Your laugh was more like a giggle but only a little bit hysterical in which it's sound cute together with your hand clapping and your body throwing at the side for so much laughing.

Tell me, what was that story that made you really laugh that hard? I wanna know it too so I could tell it to you again.

But as a Senior troublemaker that I was before, I approached you and huffed loudly, ranting words out loud shading you through it.

You just huffed at me and grabbed your girls away even when their eyes scooting all over me with their faces creates a different emotions of interest on me.

I know, they were freshmen girls like you but I couldn't help it, I'm too handsome not to be noticed.

Okay, I'm serious now. I admit, I worked too hard bullying you and throwing stuff at you to the point where you cried in front of me, shoving me away from you and yelling words at me that I know you're dying to tell me.

Why do you like to throw stuff at me?!

Who even are you?!

Just because you're a senior doesn't mean it's okay to bully a freshmen like me!

Stay away from me or from my sight.