It's been three weeks and there's no trace of Koya.

Seokjin is going crazy.

He opens his locker everyday anticipating anything Koya left. But no.

There started Seokjin's days of depression.

"Jin hyung, I've noticed that you've been looking so glum these days, are you okay?" The youngest asked with a tone of concern.

"Is it about Koya? Your secret admirer?" The same person asked dubiously.

"Hyung can you please show me those notes. What if I recognize the handwriting?"

Seokjin's eyes widened in realisation and he nodded his head. He went to his locker and showed the notes to the shortest member who appeared to be the class' president.

Jimin scanned the letters and gasped in astonishment.

"Hyung,"

Seokjin looked at him expectantly.

"I think I know who it is..."