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"Wow baby, that sounds super cool!" I clapped my hands in excitement as I finished reading the one-page lyrics my boyfriend "Seokjin" had written.

The words on the paper seemed to come alive, carrying the melody and emotion that flowed through his soul. Seokjin possessed an undiscovered talent, his voice soothing and his musical skills well-nourished. We had met in our college's music club, where I would often find him sitting in the library, pouring his heart into songwriting. I couldn't help but be captivated by the passion he embraced for music.

As we celebrated our two-year anniversary, we were determined to do everything possible to bring attention to the remarkable talent that Seokjin possessed. From uploading his performances on YouTube to sharing snippets of his music on Instagram reels, we tirelessly worked to spread his art far and wide.

A week had passed since Seokjin submitted his application to a newly launched agency in New York. Tomorrow was the day when the results would be declared, and the anticipation was building. It was a make-or-break moment, as he would either receive an acceptance email from the company or face the deafening silence of no response.

Every single day, I included Seokjin in my prayers, hoping that his talent and dedication would be recognized. Coming from a low-class family, he had endured countless struggles, and I had witnessed his unwavering determination to provide the best life for his parents. This opportunity meant the world to him.

After a day of laughter, conversation, and parting ways, college had come to an end. Tomorrow held a special significance. It was the day when I would log into Seokjin's email on my computer, eagerly checking for any mail from the agency. With a final prayer, I drifted off to sleep, my thoughts filled with hope and anticipation for the future.

The next morning, as I sat in front of the computer screen with a wide grin on my face, the phone rang, jolting me from my thoughts. I picked it up hastily, my heart racing. "Hi babe, good morning!" I heard Seokjin's sweet voice chime through the receiver. "No, drop all that, Jin," I urged, bringing the phone closer to my ear.

"You've been accepted by the agency!" There was a brief silence on the other end, almost as if time stood still. "Are you serious?" His disbelief was palpable, and yet, it was true. Against all odds, his dreams were about to become a reality. "Yes, baby, you're in! They've even sent you flight tickets for next month!"

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This would be the last time I saw him before he embarked on this incredible journey. At the airport, emotions overwhelmed us, and I couldn't hold back my tears, drawing the attention of passersby. Seokjin held me tightly, his own tears mingling with mine. Neither of us wanted to let go, but we knew we had to. My prayers had been answered, and now it was time for my love to shine in the world and make his mark.

Reluctantly pulling away from our embrace, Seokjin kissed the top of my head, his eyes filled with love and sadness. "I'm going to miss you so much," He whispered, his voice cracking. Unable to find the right words, I responded with a deep, passionate kiss, a mix of love and sorrow. He held onto my waist, reluctant to let go, and I knew that he, too, cherished every second we had together.

Giving one last painful glance to me, he walked inside. And with that, he disappeared forever.

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"Happy birthday, my love," I softly sang into the phone, my voice filled with warmth and affection as I scrolled through my MacBook. It was Jin's special day, and I couldn't help but smile unknowingly as I came across numerous posts on social media, all wishing him a happy birthday. The sheer number of fans he had gathered in just a year astounded me, and I couldn't be prouder.

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