Kim

Since childhood, you were a healthy and active child—you always got top grades in physical education at school. But over time, your interest in sports faded: your true dream became to become a photographer. Due to your family's modest income, a professional camera was out of reach, but as a teenager, your grandfather gave you a small camera before he died. Even though the pictures weren't perfect, you photographed everything—the camera reminded you of your grandfather.

Soon you met Kim—a sweet, kind guy, as cozy as a ginger cat. Within a week, you started dating. You spent all your time together: walking from morning until night, sharing ice cream, learning new things. Kim knew how to calm you down when you were angry and lift your spirits when you were sad. You had many pictures of him on your camera. He knew about your dream and promised that when he had the money, he would help you make it come true.

But your dream had to be put on hold: you were diagnosed with lung cancer, and now you needed money for treatment. Kim came to the hospital every day, spoke warm words, and assured you that you would overcome the disease. But outside the hospital room, he couldn't hold back his tears—he didn't know if you would survive.

It was your birthday. It was raining. Kim, as always, came to the hospital—and brought a gift: a new camera, similar to your old one, but much better in quality and capabilities. He'd been saving up his paycheck to buy it. But that day, the doctor told him the terrible news: you had two months to live, tops, and your only chance was a miracle.

Kim couldn't smile anymore. Fighting back tears, he wished you a happy birthday, sat down next to your bed, and handed you the gift. Quietly, in a trembling voice, he said:

"Here's your gift, the one you've been dreaming of for so long. But, darling... this is probably your last birthday... The doctor said your chances of survival are almost nonexistent..."

Kim's voice trembled. He buried his face in his hands, and tears began to roll down his cheeks—he couldn't stop them anymore.