drunk afternoons | book 3

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dear jisoo,

   it's been a year since we've last seen each other. i wonder what you've been doing. perhaps you're working on your career as an actress? i remember how you always talked about wanting to appear on huge dramas.

  or maybe you're still writing.. you always make beautiful pieces, i wonder why the public hasn't noticed the art you created. i also remember how you'd read the writings you've made; every night, before we go to sleep... you'd tell me amazing stories about a prince and princess.

  but those moments will never come back. gosh i was so stupid for doing that to you.

sincerely,
kim taehyung

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Taehyung let out a chuckle as he crumpled the letter before throwing it at a nearby trash can. He ran his hands through his brown locks whilst gulping down a glass of alcohol.

"Fucking idiot..." He muttered as he glanced at a framed picture of Jisoo that was on his nightstand, "She isn't going to read that. She'll crumple it anyways."

Taehyung took one last sip of alcohol and slammed the glass on the nightstand. He then looked at the framed picture and immediately grabbed it and threw against the wall.

"I just want to forget everything.."