Rooting
When you're goneOppa-
I noticed that the letters at your doorstep are gone- which meant you took them. But you hadn’t replied.
Not like I was expecting one. It’s just…
Oh well. It’s so strange writing a letter without getting replies. It’s kind of like a monologue, but not quite it. Like a diary entry, I guess?
I’m writing right at your doorstep now- I think you know that I’m here, but you aren’t responding to my knocks.
Perhaps you’re sleeping, or drunk or just ignoring me.
Or, all of the above.
After I wrote to you, I thought through all of it once again. And I think that I shouldn’t be comparing you with the others. You’re different. We all are. Fate brought us together. And as different as we are, we fit together so beautifully.
I can’t say we’re perfect. We all have flaws, as an individual and as a team, but still, I think we work together quite beautifully.
Don’t you remember all our team missions? There were so many times we defeated opponents younger and faster than us, and I feel so proud of it. Of us.
And you do remember those times we worked as the team. The unanimous race? It still brings tears to my eyes, oppa. I think when Jae Suk oppa jumped 7, it suddenly made all of us realise the significance of that number. The number of us.
It had been almost 7 years. 7 long years of meeting each other every week for us to forge this kind of relationship. This strength of bond. This kind when we on
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