Dear Kyungsoo,

I’m sorry for yelling at you yesterday, I don’t think I meant a word I said.
Please come back to us, we all miss you dearly.

Kris and I found your bag and shoes on a bench beside that old forest, the one you once told me you’ve had nightmares about.

Are you there, Kyungsoo?




There’s an old legend that says a spirit lives in the forest, and kidnaps people who get lost there. Your bag was so close to the edge of the forest… we are all worried about you.

People are too scared to enter and search for you, myself included. But I’m trying to gather the courage to so I don’t let you down.

I am your friend, after all.



It’s raining now, Kyungsoo, and I will have to stop writing, or this paper will become soaked. I’m putting it in a plastic envelope and leaving it for you here in the clearing. I hope the wind shan’t carry it away. I hope you find it.

I’m sorry I’m too scared to walk further in, to find you. It’s my fault you ran away.

I’m sorry, Kyungsoo. So sorry.

I should have been a better friend.



Forever hopeful,

Suho