"Hi, I'm Kim Chaewon. And you are?"

"Minju. Kim Minju," 

The moment I heard that name, I felt my heart tense up even though it wasn't humanly possible. My eyes started moistening, but I managed to calm myself down and contain my composure. I felt her soft and warm hand come into contact with my cold-like-metal ones. I shook it gently and was hesitated to let go of it. I then sat back onto the swing, silence falling upon us once more. Surprisingly, this time Minju had said something.

"So, you want to ask some questions so we can get a bit more familiar with each other?" she suggested. I nodded.

"So when's your birthday?" 

"1st August. You?" 

"February 5th. What's your favorite color?" February 5th...?

"Mine's mint. Are you single?" 

She grew silent upon my question. I was worried that I've said something inappropriate.

"Umm sorry you don't have to-"

"No." I heard her softly say. 

"Oh. I'm... sorry," I suddenly apologized for no reason. I just suddenly felt that I've done something wrong.

"It's okay. How about you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you single?"

"Well, it's kind of complicated. I don't-"

"KIDS!!! Come back in!!" I was rudely interrupted by my mom, who was standing at the entrance to the garden. I gave the girl beside me a glance, only to see the swing beside me motionless. I found her already making her way back to the house. I followed suit and went back, only to find the other Kim and her father already in the car and driving away. I internally sighed.

Let me be honest, yes I was forced into this, but that doesn't mean I won't be willing to try. I truly know my parents want the best for me, and if they agreed to this, that means Kim Minju is the best suited for me. I remember the trouble they went through just to save me, hence why I'm like this now. And for that, I am eternally grateful. 

Though, there's another reason I'm willing to try. Before everything happened, there was this girl whom I met when I was 6 and she was 5. Our parents were high school friends and that's how we met. Her family then moved to the house next to mine, and we became best buddies. We were inseparable, a package, as people liked to call us. Wherever there was Kim Chaewon, there was Carrie Kim, or Kim Monkey, as I liked to call her. Though most of the time I call her Minmin.

You may be wondering why is her name in English? Well, I never knew her real name until that day. Anyways, my fiance somehow resembled Minmin, the wave of familiarity that hit me when I first saw her was the same feeling as Minmin. Their birthdays are also on the same date.

Ah, at this point you may think why am I rambling about this person when she barely has anything to do with my fiance. Minmin was a very important person to me. Well, you see, Minmin is my first for many things. The first friend, first tutor, first hangout, first crush, and... first love. Ah, I found out that I liked girls at the age of 9, had a crush on my best friend that same year, and found out I was in love with the same person at the age of 13.

You may say that it wasn't Love, and it was just a mere crush since I was technically still a child, but believe me when I say that I loved her with all my heart. Well maybe love in the present tense is more appropriate. Whether my love was reciprocated or not, I'll never know. I've always been a coward, afraid to ruin things between us. After all, Minmin was straight as a ruler. Though I don't actually know if she's straight or not, we