There were envelopes  scattered around the floors. All of them are neatly folded. The scattered envelopes  had colored the floor white.  Beautifully white.  Peacefully white. Lonely white. The first envelope was opened. “Dear Seori, Since the first time I met you,” And the next one, “Seori, Why do you have to go?” The 98th envelope. “Seori, Where have you gone?”

Even when the time runs out and we have reached the end, my heart belongs to you, forever.  This feeling is Endless.     

  ON HIATUS UNTIL 100th Letter of Confession HAS FINISHED!     I'll assure you that there will be no (or