Jimin

I always knew Jimin was the love of my life. We met when we were younger. At first, we were just friends. Then, without realizing it, we started depending on each other for everything. The late-night messages, the long hugs, the looks that said what neither of us dared to say. Years later, I was standing in front of a mirror wearing a white dress.
The dress that was supposed to represent the beginning of my happiness.