Ky stared at the letter for about a minute morn trying to decided how to replie to his brother. Ky wouldn't really considered himself a Moral person. A good person but not a moral one. His brother had been killing people over the past 11 years and Ky hadn't stopped him. Which Ky knew made him just as bad as Jaeyoung, but he just couldn't bring himself to report him. He also couldn't bring himself to do what he did either. This was a fact that even the therapist had said something on, " you seem to be bidding something, something you're not ready to deal with in your subconscious." On the last day, after they had worked through most of the emotional baggage. Ky credited his mostly sane life to that therapist.

Finally Ky pulled himself off the bed and sat down at his desk. Opening a drawer her retrieved two pieces of paper and black envelope a pencil and a pen. Writing a draft very carefully in pencil. Before copying it in pen on the other page.

' Dear Jaeyoung,
I want you to know I'm not mad when I say, What the hell are you doing? Kidnapping an Idol is not laying low. I can basically hear Chloe crying in her room right now, I'm pretty sure that was her favorite idol. And did this guy see your face? Does he know what your hobby is? What if he reports you? I'm worried about you. Like a lot. And at the rate your going kidnapping people, The folks Aren't gonna let me out of the state never mind country. Also I've been conditioning myself to not stare at anything below the belt line. Even if I'm pretty sure I just outed myself to this family. I shall continue my training.
I love you, your my younger brother and I don't want anything to happen to you. So please stay out of trouble. At least for a little while?
Love,
Kim Young.'
Ps. Chloe said to stay safe.'

Ky folded the letter neatly into three parts and put it in the envelope. Before sealing it he added a picture of him and Bell at the foot ball game. He had printed them last night before going to be. On the back he scribbled, 'Kim young and Bell Addams, football game' before fitting it inside the envelope with the letter. Sealing it, Ky took out the white pen he used for only these letters and carefully wrote out his twins address and name. He put a stamp on it and it was ready to mail.
Ky set back in his chair, glancing out the window. It was a beautiful day. To good to waste cooped up in his room. He grabbed his sneakers and was about to head out the door when he paused to write on the family white board. An idea their mother had had a few years ago to alert everyone what was going on , but was largely unused.
'Family meeting tonight?'
It was time to tell them. Not like they hadn't figured it out, but he wasn't going to hide. Of course that could be the optimism talking.
"See you later!" He called as he shut the door.