Unsent Love Letters | Son Chaeyoung

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[ Jeno, hi. It's me again, Kallea. It's funny how I always introduce myself to you in my letters and I wonder if this is still normal... you know, girls writing letters for someone they like for a very long time. I like you Jeno, I lose track in counting the times I confessed with you in a letter but no matter how many that were, nothing has changed, I still like you. ]

Feeling flustered, giddy, and shy all at the same time, Kallea reads the letter in her hands. This was the letter she wrote for Jeno yesterday, the letter she considered a traitor by tolerating itself to gushed by the flow of the blowing wind and fall miraculously right in front of Jeno.

Almost sounds like a hopeless tale, but Kallea is afraid to believe. It's hilarious, just when the chance is already right before her eyes waving at her, she suddenly got the urge to conceal her feelings and promised not to put her hopes high in whatever it is to come between her and Jeno.

Still feeling woozy, she tried to absorb everything that happened yesterday the moment she woke up this morning. She somehow wished it was all part of a foolish dream, that in her stubbornness to get closer with Jeno... her hopes made way on its own to build connection with him. But just by thinking about it makes her cringe. The idea itself was absurd.

Not so long after, her eyes trailed over the sight of the balcony outside, then soon to the forbidden door. When her eyes landed on the door's foot and remembered that something was tucked in it earlier, she instantly knew all the incidents yesterday existed in reality.

She found two letters tucked on the little creek of the door when she woke up. One is her letter which Jeno had returned then the other one is a letter he wrote himself.

He wrote back at her which is so unlikely to happen, that is why she doubts if this is still true. What if she's only surfing on her dreams all along? It could hurt a heart to open your eyes believing something magical happened when it doesn't really occur in the first place.

But Kallea isn't dreaming, this is real... this is her reality.

[ Kallea, I do remember you. I just never knew that she could be you. You disappeared like a smoke, without leaving any trace behind so it's really hard to believe that after all this time, you were just living next door. You were so close Kallea, and now, I could call myself a big fool not to recognize that it's you during the times when I'm catching a glimpse of you by the window. I never get the chance to see you again after preschool, and I thought that would be it, but if it wasn't for the letter you wrote for me, then I would never get to meet you again. Kallea, I had so much to say... now that I finally found you, can we be what we were before? Let's get to know each other again but please promise me you won't run away next time. You always do that, 3 seconds and then you're gone. I'll be eagerly waiting for your reply. It's still me, your Jeno. ]

Kallea never thought this day would come. It never crossed her mind that Jeno would be writing a letter back at her. The letter is tangible, it is real. For a moment, she was baffled. What good deed have I done to be kicked back with such a good karma? That's what she asked herself.

Gently tracing the letters written, Kallea relishes the chance to feel it with her touch.

So this is what Jeno's handwriting looks like, she thinks.

It improved so much, Jeno was the type of kid to dig his pencil in the paper when writing back then. Kallea never knew his handwriting would be this neat and beautiful. She found it cute and now she couldn't stop her lips to pull up in a smile, it grows too wide that it almost reaches her ears. She's grinning like it's a crime to smile for tomorrow.