blue & grey ||minsung

Jisung arrived at the library ,sauntered past Minho's favourite section ,their favourite section.
He walked past it,passing the tip of his thin fingers through the old books covers,feeling em,the softness ,the dust...guessing its titles,staring at the illegible words and phrases..
He arrived at a familiar title "Paul et Virginie"
The book that the older male used to read ,used to stare at ,used to carry everywhere he went.
He picked it up.
Opened it.
A sketchy drawing at the first page;
Two bruised hands held together.
He flicked through the book, finding even more drawings;
A half naked thin boy...a girl standing in the middle of a field alone...a curled up boy hugging himself...a young male standing ,head down ...
He noticed some ill-defined words and phrases , like "pitiful"...
A little folder falling off the book interrupted his little museum visit.
He picked it up ,opening it.
A letter..
"...
I'm probably already dead by the time you're reading this ,maybe dying still...
Im not willing on killing myself ,but the universe is finally doing it on my behalf...."
A few minutes ago , nothing was as clear as it ever was, the little male could feel nothing but heavy tears falling down his cheeks...