Letters to an anonymous person, from an anonymous person. She is hoping to be noticed, if only by her letters, but how can she do that when she can't even call him by his name? She bombards him with notes when he doesn't answer, panicking, thinking she isn't right. The notes get creepier and creepier as she becomes more obsessive.
He writes back with news that will break her down and send her spiraling. A story told only in letters, it's hard to tell what letter she'll write next!
You thought he was dead, the police thought he was dead, everyone thought he was dead, and it was your fault. You had only ever wanted to belong. You wanted friends, you wanted to be cared about, and you found that. Only, you found it in a cult that spat you out and left you to fend for yourself, just as they had to 𝙝𝙞𝙢.