to the most exquisite, enchanting, ethereal eron!
i thought of you today — well, my thoughts do often drift to you, but that’s irrelevant. we haven’t talked in a while, which makes me sad (though i’m probably to blame) and i suppose this might be considered pining.
pining!
you said i love in yellow. i still don’t understand it fully, but whenever i glimpse anything the shade of sunshine or lemons or gold, i’m whacked in the head with the urge to bother you again. deal with me!
i do hope you’re taking care of yourself, hehe. think of me sometimes, won’t you? pretty please?
from shin jiho, your (hopefully) favorite university student that loves in the shade of fuzzy baby chicks.