Dear Mr. Grim Reaper (or the personified being of Death),

Whoever you are I just want you to know I'm terrified of you ever since I was ten. Not for myself but for Luhan. Or maybe I'm scared of the casualties and heartbreak I am going to suffer because who knows what will my life be without him? 

But hey despite being afraid of you, I want you to know there's that time of the day I genuinely like you. It's always at dusk, when Luhan and I walk home from school. When the cracked sidewalk meets the sole of our shoes, and the wind blows his fringe and he laughs while telling me how his day went but I don't really understand because I am too busy figuring out how his eyes turn into crescent.

How many years have I been thankful for you? How many dusks have passed? That I do not know. But please, you need to understand those were still not enough. The cracked sidewalk is so used to Luhan's shoes it will be sad if one day they stopped meeting. And the wind grew fonder of Luhan's hair it would feel strange if suddenly it can't caress his soft fringe anymore.

I love him so much I can't imagine how to go on if you do your job too early.

I am afraid of you ever since I was ten. And I don't mind a lifetime worth of anxiety at the expense of something as beautiful as Luhan's presence.

Signed:
Oh Sehun