It had been over a month now without a letter. Minho hadn't forgotten a single word that was written on any of the letters, he had them memorized by heart. He reread them every night since the sudden end, trying to figure out who could have possibly sent them. He had finally narrowed it down to seven... not seven but seventy people of the seemingly thousands at school.
Seventy very different people, seven of which were his friends, he couldn't leave anyone behind especially not when it could all have been a prank. He couldn't help but think that those emotions scribbled on paper were too real to be fake, but what was he to say, he's never been in love before so he wouldn't know where to start.
Well... not really.
If you count a childhood crush as being in love then yes, but he's been over that for years, or at least that's what he keeps trying to convince himself.
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If Only...| Minsung
Short StoryA short story in which Han Jisung writes "love letters" to his crush Lee Minho, everyday. Minho opens his locker everyday and a letter sealed with a heart falls out. Will Minho ever realize that his secret admirer is closer than he may seem? Or w...
