His third confession. He wrote it days ago. Unlike the two previous confessions that were sent through the net, this one he wrote on paper. He brought it with him wherever he went. It was burning a figurative hole inside his pocket for days. He’s dithering on what to do with it.

‘Even if I swear to myself I can live without you.
But I can’t help it.
I fill my heart with alcohol, but I still feel empty.
The days without you feel so long.
I beg heaven to please erase you.
It’s all a lie.
Without you I can’t smile, tears don’t even form.
I don’t want to live anymore.
It’s wrong, it pisses me off.
I feel like I’m going crazy thinking about you.
I can’t see you even if I want to.
The song I put my everything into and sung for you.
People probably don’t know.
Alone, without anyone knowing.
Yeah, the lies I made.
I’ve been left alone, keep roaming with the loneliness.
I still can’t forget you.
No, even eventually, even after death.
Has the scar I gave you healed?
I’m sorry for not being able to do anything for you.’

As he walked along the corridor of YG entertainment, he overheard a couple of staff members talking about WINNER’s activities for their comeback album promotion. He overheard something about them guesting on KBC FM. His hand convulsed involuntarily crumpling further the already wrinkled piece of paper in his pocket.

He walked on as if nothing happened. When he went inside the studio and found that no one has arrived yet, he took out his phone and called his manager.

"Hyung, have you heard anything about WINNER’s guesting on KBC?" He asked his manager.

"I heard about it from the other manager yesterday. I’m not quite sure if I should tell you or not. That’s why I didn’t say anything." His manager told him.

He took out the offending piece of paper from his pocket and looked at it contemplatively. "Hyung, since sending secret deliveries seems to be your forte. Can you send another one for me? This time with my blessing. I want it to be anonymous. Maybe send it through one of their managers or something."

"Okay. I’ll talk to someone from their team. Are you in the studio already? I’m on my way there." The older man complied.

"Thanks, Hyung." Jiyong ended the call after that.

(The third confession in italics is taken out from Big Bang’s Lies. Translation copied from https://www.google.com.ph/amp/s/mariellebatac.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/lies-by-bigbang/amp/)

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Soonho found out that one of the staff handling WINNER was on his way to KBC FM to check out the setup for the program. He handed the note now sealed in an envelope to his colleague.

He told the man that a friend of a friend heard that WINNER would appear on the pilot program for the station and the man asked him to send the note meant for the program Switchboard Confessional with Sandara. The story was so obviously full of crap but the man thankfully agreed to deliver the note without question.

The note was delivered as requested to the station’s receptionist, who gave the envelope to Sandara as she came in that day. She was drinking coffee with Jae-suk and Donghae later when she remembered the note that she had stuck inside her pocket.

She brought it out. "Someone gave a note for Switchboard at the front desk earl