Dear Jinki

I really really really miss you.

How are you? I've been well. I'm feeling just a little stressed  with all the teachers and my parents nagging at me... They've been on my case for a while now, and I know they're trying to show that they care, but it's honestly getting a bit disconcerting. They're insisting that I go to counseling which I think is completely unnecessary. Isn't that for people who have some sort of experience that has scared their life? You know, like an alcohol problem, or depression for example.

This letter has taken quite a turn hasn't it? I bet you weren't expected me to be talking about these things. I wish I could tell you more about university and my plans, but recently I've been thinking a lot more about the past than the future.

The thereapy for instance, really reminds me of when I used to be upset. You would have me lay sprawled on the sofa, and sitting at the foot with a pen and notebook in hand you would put on an act of imitating those counselors we saw on television. Your dad's glasses falling down your nose, and his suit jacket draped over your shoulder you looked quite the sight. I'm only telling you know, but I always knew that your real main goal was to make me laugh. You never failed to, too.

Once I was adamant about not replying to your question, and you craned your neck so far to see my face that you fell over and landed right on top of me. The metal frame of the glasses you had on left a red mark on my forehead, and I was really angry at you because I had class presentation the next day. In order to try and cool me down you kept saying that one day we would laugh about the memory together. You were only half right.

I really wish you were here now.

Love,

Jang Hyerin

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Hey everyone, this is my first fanfic on this site and it is also the first fanfic I have finished.

My inspirations for this story was 'Bridge to Terabethia' and 'Anybody Out There'.

I hope you all enjoy reading this. ♥