i never thought today would ever come, he thought. he smiled to himself as he walked towards the domicile he buried all his memories in.
he wonders if she's doing well, he'd be lying to himself if he denies missing her. how she always made him smile, how she'd handle him with care, how she'd induce him to happiness..
how she would play with his hair while they cuddle, how she loved intertwining while walking. how she'd embrace him, hold him and never leave him no matter what happened.
he did, suffer from tears. all he did was regret, and anguish over his loss.
his feet touched the pathway leading to the door. remembrance of his past flooded his mind.
"sir, is this the home of koo junhoe?" a voice spoke. he turned around, puzzled. "sorta, uh, maybe. yeah."
"why?"
"he's got some immense number of letters," the man uttered.
"...letters?"
the man handed him the letters. he frowned in confusion, letters? from whom?
mustering all his courage, he decided to forget all his dark memories and step into the house. he threw himself onto the couch and started opening all the letters.
one drop, two drops, three drops.
i'm sorry...
