Dear nobody,

                “Taehyung-ah, I missed you so much! How have you been?”

                “I’m well. I...I missed you too. How was your trip?”

                Silence. Awkward laughter. “It was decent. Could’ve gone much better than I wanted but that’s life for you.”

                “Sunny, do you like writing?”

                “Yeah, I do. I thought you asked me this the first time we met.”

                “Has anybody ever written something for you?”

                “Hm... Maybe. I think someone did but they never confirmed it with me.”

                “Then how do you know?”

                “I looked into their diary. It was by accident of course. He was so engrossed in writing that he didn’t know I had sneaked up behind him. They were lyrics to a song I think he was composing.”

                “But how do you know that they’re written for you?”

                Embarrassed laughter again. “There was a certain phrase that stuck out to me. He would always call me that name since he said I brought warmth to his heart and life to his name, whatever that meant. I can’t really remember how it goes but I think... Something like...”

                “You are the sunshine to my summer.”

                “… You are the sunshine to my summer.”