He stares at the stack of papers sitting precariously on his desk, a ribbon keeping it all together, a stack of papers he received from someone he never thought he’d hear from again. Ever since... the incident... they never contacted him and he was too afraid to do it himself. But coming into the office this morning he was met with the stack and a simple note that reads “I think you might want to see this - Jaemi” He had hunted down his secretary and all she told him was that a woman wearing dark shades left them at the front desk for him, the woman didn't leave a contact number, just a stack of papers and a note. So now all he can do is stare at the stack, curiosity eats at him as he does so, but something pulls at him, telling not to open it, that everything will come back, everything he worked so hard to lock up. Something else tugs at him, telling him, it’s time to move on, to embrace that it happened and that person is no longer here, to get a sense of closure. That something else wins. He approaches the stack and exhales, a simple tug and the ribbon comes undone and the stack of papers lay open for him to read and absorb. He picks up the first piece of paper and begins aloud "I found it, I found my sunshine." 

A/N: 

Entry for the myths and mysterious contest

prompt used as basis.