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10 years later


"Minah!!! Lunch is ready!!!" I called out.

It's been a while since everything has happened. I was no longer the angsty immature 16 year old, I was now a parent.

I never got married or dated after Jimin's death. Instead, I decided to adopt a child last year.

I was now the mother of a beautiful 5 year old girl, which I decided to name Minah.


"Eomma, Eomma~ Look at my painting!" Minah squealed.

I smiled warmly looking at her paper.


Soon enough, it was nighttime, and I was helping Minah get ready for bed.

"Minah, which book should I read to you tonight?"

"Hmm," Minah thought.

"Eomma can you tell me a story instead?" Minah requested.

"Huh? What kind of story?" I asked.

"Uhh, it can be about anything!" Minah said.

"Hmm," I mumbled, playing with Minah's hair.

"I'll tell you the story of a man,"

"Oooh, what man?" Minah asked, curiously.


"His name was Jimin," 

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