October 17, 2042.

So many years ago, you walked into my history class ten minutes late with a cold. You wrote your name down on a piece of paper and smiled at me. And you, Kim Seungmin, stole my heart that day.

I hope, with all of my heart, that you are happy. I watched you as you faded from my life. I watched you as you lost your memories, as you lost you. But you know the thing you never lost? That smile.

You better be smiling right now. I mean it. Because what would be the point of you being at peace if you're not smiling? Smile like you did when we were younger. I'll see you again. I promise.

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She holds the letter close to her chest, breathing deeply before clearing her throat. Pulling a lighter from her pocket, the woman sets the letter on fire, letting the ashes settle on the ground.

Slowly, as if afraid of any strong movements, she brings a plastic bag out from her hoodie pocket, the bag full of dark ashes.The ashes of the other letters she wrote over the past year, dedicated to the one she loves most. A strong wind wipes up and she lifts her head, smiling slightly into the wind as she opens the bag and lets the breeze carry them away.

She watches the ashes swirl away, following the path of the wind. 

"I hope you read these one day," she whispers softly. "I hope, when I see you again, we can talk about them."

"But for now? I'll just promise to let you go like the letters. I'll see you again."