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"I know of only one duty, and that is to love."

— Albert Camus

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Dear Kim Taehyung,

It was a strange day, to say the least.

It was my break period, which we have together.

I didn't have any homework that needed to be done, so I was playing with my phone.

But you came behind me, snickering.

I didn't even bother. I put my phone away, and watched you take out yours besides me.

Your fingers tapped the screen, a smile lighting up your handsome face.

I was staring at you, in adoration, of course, but all of the sudden, you switched of your phone swiftly and stared at me intensely.

You then grabbed me harshly by the arm, and the butterflies rose up, fluttering feriously. Even though your touch was harsh, it sent me the tingles.

"Listen here, Jennie," you whispered into my ear, your mouth hovering over my ear. "You don't deserve to be standing here, let alone live, so get the fuck out of my sight."

I felt hurt, but before I could respond, you pushed me hard, so hard that I fell onto the floor, my head accidentally hitting a desk that was nearby.

"Ow . . ." I groaned, clutching my head that was throbbing in pain.

"Jendeuk?" I heard your voice, cautious. "Are you okay?"

"No . . ." I felt myself falling back into a foreign, miscellaneous darkness.

I felt you grabbing me, lifting me in bridal position, calling for help.

Somewhere along those lines, I fell captive to that darkness.

Love,
𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 ☾