Dear Jennie,

Jennie Kim, Kim Jennie, my only baby girl, the only baby girl that matters. Ah yeah, also my precious, precious, recently officially adopted daughter. Should I elaborate some more on how many titles you hold in my life? Or go straight to the point to how those titles fit in my life in such perfect ways? I’ve gone and watched a few of your videos and I remember hat one ou told me people criticize you over for your English or something like that. I loved it. You were so cute and fierce in it, and that’s your charm. That’s going to break a lot of hearts when your CEO finally decides to pull you all out there. I can’t wait! I’m already a number one fan! 

Also, I don’t know what they were mad about, you kind have your flow and all and of course with time and practice comes a better control. Who ever starts something and does it perfectly? Except for stupidly hateable people who are too perfect at everything–I’m kidding. But, I think you’ve got it and then with that you just polish it. I would like to work with you on that though, is what I first thought when I watched you rap. So if you ever want to practice something, anything, I’m always free for you. Never stop being as adorable as you are, I hope the already too early criticism even if they put ou down, don’t make you give up. Ever okay? Whatever the path, when you’ve got a dream and you know you can do it, don’t ever let anything make you think otherwise. 

So Jennie, fighting! You obviously have your mother tough, badass vibes, so I am not too worried but if it doesn’t turn out to be enough, or you need to let it go and not act tough you know, let her lend you hers and hold onto yours for you until you want it back again.
                                                                        ( ˭̵̵̵̵͈́◡ु͂˭̵̵̵͈̀ )ˉ̞̭♡
                                                                       Much love,
                                                                      Miss Hyuna.