Dear Minjeong,

I hope this letter finds you in a moment of peace, and perhaps a glimmer of recognition. It's me, Jimin. I want to start by saying that if my words seem strange or unfamiliar, it's only because I'm trying to be patient, just like the doctor suggested. I'm writing this letter to help you remember, to piece together the fragments that time and the accident have stolen from us.

I want you to know that you are not alone. I am here, by your side, as I have been for a significant part of our lives. But I understand that right now, everything might feel like a puzzle with missing pieces.

Do you remember how we met in high school? At first, we were like fire and ice, constantly at odds with each other. I remember thinking you were the most infuriating person I had ever met. Little did I know that our lives were about to change in ways we couldn't have imagined back then.

As the weeks passed, something shifted between us. I started to see a different side of you, a side that was vulnerable and real. It scared me at first, but it also intrigued me. It was during those moments of vulnerability that I began to fall for you, though I didn't fully understand it at the time.

We went from being enemies to friends, and then, against all odds, we became something more. I can still recall the first time you held my hand, the hesitant smiles that turned into laughter, and the stolen glances that spoke volumes. We were young, but our love