Dear Tiger,

The last letter I sent, you weren't supposed to get that. I wish you didn't have to know, I didn't want to leave the shadow of my darkness behind on someone. But now that you know, you know, I wish I could take it back. Thank you for the beautiful poem you wrote, but it isn't easy to stay anymore. I wonder 'How easy it would be to feel all the pain at once, and never again.' I'm not holding myself behind closed doors anymore, but I do not have the guts to face the world either. So I am going to take the coward's way out.

A Broken Mirror,
A Bleeding Fist,
A Silver Blade Against A Wrist,
Tears Falling Down To Lips Unkissed,
Ignore Me And I Won't Exist,
I Am Not The Kind You'll Come To Miss.

But you must know this, now that you already know what I'm going to do, I'll wait. I'll wait till this letter reaches you so that at least one person in this world knows that something has gone missing. I'm sure my father will be happy to not face an embarrassing son anymore, I think Jimin and Hobi will be happy too, not having to go through my mood swings anymore. About Mom, she'll get her heartbroken I know, but I cannot stop for anyone.

I wonder if I should use the cold blade I have hidden under my mattress or the rope, mum hangs the clothes on? Or maybe I'll go to the bridge- To be honest I haven't yet decided, but by the time you get this I'll be ready. But as a final note, you have taught me many things over the past month, and do I want to thank you for everything. For listening to my timeless babbled. I find myself feeling closest to you than I have to any other person in my life, even if we have exchanged a minuscule number of words.

Yours Bunny.

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T A E H Y U N G

My emotions were all over the place as I ran, I had received the letter at my doorstep as I stepped out to go to the college. My lungs burnt, but I did not wait to catch my breath as I barged into the world in a nutshell office.

"I-I urgently need to contact the college in America, which has joined in the pen pals program." I panted hooking into the counter

"I cannot give you that information, it's confidential." The staff behind the counter said indifferently still looking at her computer screen.

I couldn't stop myself, I banged my fist on the counter, bringing her attention to me, "It is fucking urgent-"

"Mind your language boy."

"It is the question of life and death! Don't you understand? This boy who I had as a partner, he- he is going to commit suicide today. Now you understand the importance of the situation?"

"What- Are you sure?"

"Can you please give me the number at least, I need it right now, please," I begged as I felt the tears burning behind my eyes, tempting to fall.

"Yes, just a minute I'll connect the call directly." She typed something fast on her computer, I felt a little relief that she finally had understood the urgency of the situation, "here you go, it's a video call, come around the counter."

I jumped over the counter, not bothering to take the right way in. She glared at me but said nothing. I looked at the screen showing 'ringing'. I almost lost hope when the call was picked up.

"Hello, St Xavier's College. We are closed right now." I realized the time difference it must be around 7'o clock there. "Hello I'm calling from Korea, sorry for the inconvenience but a student here wants to talk to you urgently." She turned the screen towards me gesturing me to speak.

"Hello, I'm part of the pen pal program, I received a weird kind of letter from my pen pal this morning so I was wondering if you could give me his personal number." I didn't want to reveal that he was going to commit suicide.

"I'm sorry but those details are private, I cannot share that. Now if you are done I'm going to end the call."

"No, no, no please wait. Can you tell me if he attended the college today or not?"

"Umm- yes, what was his name again?"

That's when I realised how little I knew about the boy, "I- I don't know."

He grunted in irritation but offered to find anyway, after a minutes' wait he was in the front of the screen again. "Your pen pal is Mr. Jeon Jungkook," such a beautiful name, "he did not attend today's classes." That made my panic rise. I decided to suck it up and just tell them about it.

"I know you are saying these things are confidential and all, but I received a letter this morning and he said that he was going to take his life today. I- please I just need to check if he's safe, please." I begged, this finally seemed to take his interest.

"What-"

"Yes, please can you at least check with his family?"

"W-wait give me a minute." I could sense him panicking through the screen, his hands visibly shaking as he tried to find a number. The mic was muted but I could sense he was talking to Bun- Jungkook's parents. I was glad he didn't give me the number, I wanted to punch Jungkook's appa, how cruel can a man be to compel his only son into suicide.

"He's not even home, his parents thought he was with his best friend but he isn't there either. I'm going to call other people around, and his parents are too. Don't worry I'm sure he must be just messing up with you, it will be fine. I'll get to you the minute I get any information about him." The fake encouragement did not help. I was sure that they were not going to do anything, and by the time they managed to find him, he'd be gone cold already.

It was time I took the matter into my hands. I called the only person I could think of, "Rosé, you said your father is an engineer at the airport, didn't you? That offer about getting an urgent ticket does it still stand?"

"Yes, it does. But why?"

"I need a ticket to America."

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This one actually made me cry. It was hard to surf through the emotions that kook was feeling. To imagine so many people out there feel like this every day, at some point, I did too. It's like getting over those feeling through writing. I hope it can help someone out there too.

Yours Aarch
Borahae 💜