how is life without me? how is life without thinking of me?

good. great.

i really hope it is Namjoon , seeing you being the poetic person you always was it makes my heart full even though i don't see you psychically at-least i saw you and know you're doing well. you seem happy, i'm happy for you, i'm glad you're still the same person that was in that home with me, i'm glad that you weren't as broken as me. i'm so glad Namjoon.

a cold tear drops on my hand, i scoff at myself "i'm so happy i cried? or do i feel pity for myself?" i shake my head then wipe my face standing up i walk into my kitchen trying to find something to eat. living alone and having no relatives to get in contact with really sucks. living in that home with no one else, it makes you into a monster. it makes me feel emotions you never thought a kid could feel.

i wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.

sighing shaking out my thoughts i grab a box of kraft mac and cheese and opened it as i followed the instructions, waiting for the water to come to boil i check to see if i have milk then see i have over half "hm gotta try and scrape up some money to go grocery shopping", i see my dog running up to me as she rubs her nose on my leg i smile bending down petting her as she licks my face

"hi sweetie" i say softly luna, luna is my emotionally support dog that is the only thing my relatives paid for and they give me free food for her every week. i know but why don't they wanna help me? they think i'm just like my parents, well like my mother.

my dad is still in the war and he doesn't even know any of this.

god i hope he never does.

luna barks and i frown at her biting my lower lip "whats wrong sweetie?" , she starts running towards the door and i get off my knees and pour the noddles in the water then stir them her barking ceases for a hot minute then it commends again when i hear another knock then my phone rings i grab it then walk towards the door.

"what the hell is going on?" i mutter to myself, i look at the number and it's my ex-boyfriend i roll my eyes then answer to see what he wants, me guessing that it's him outside i swing the door open

"you could've just texted you were outside" i say then i look up seeing that it's not my ex-boyfriend, but someone who i do admire like a boyfriend their he was standing there in his golden skin and purple hair, his eyes staring back at me as he steps closer into me, his scent lingers on my nose, the phone slips out of my hand as all background noises are canceled.

"red string of destiny is truth be told" he comments as he hangs up the phone and hands it to me with his honey smile plastered on his face.

why? why are you here?

but it's good to see you...

Namjoon...

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Kim Namjoon known professionally as RM X Shon Seung-wan, known professionally as Wendy.

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