"This letter, will it reach you?

My love, is it neatly written?

These feelings are from me to you."

Kyungsoo didn't mean for things to turn out that way. He didn't mean to force Jongin to move to New York and to take that scholarship that he didn't even want. But he knew no other way to help the kid and he felt just a little bit happier for pushing the boy away from the mess he had created. 

Nevertheless, he missed Kim Jongin. They'd been together since highschool and they were close. Closer than most people would suspect. So he missed him. And he needed him. 

He anounced it to Suho-hyung first. That he was going to send Jongin a letter. And then perhaps another one. 

Suho-hyung wasn't pleased with it, with good reason too, but he didn't protest. 

So Kyungsoo took a piece of paper and poured his heart out. 

Broken or not, defective or not, he was going to send his heart out to Kim Jongin. 

And hope that at least some piece of it would reach him.