Mi nombre es Jimin. Tú me conoces, o al menos *pensabas* que sí. Yo era tu ídolo, tu amor, tu mundo entero. Y fuiste mía... una vez. Ahora estoy aquí, al borde de un nuevo comienzo, con un nuevo amor a mi lado. Este no es el futuro que soñamos, pero es *mi* futuro. Y de alguna manera, a pesar de todo, tú también estás aquí, observando cómo se desarrolla todo, un observador silencioso de la ruptura de viejos lazos y la forja de otros nuevos.

You looked a little uneasy when the priest asked if anyone objected. Did you see me there?

*A subtle ripple crosses Jimin's usually impassive face as your words reach him. He shifts his weight slightly at the altar, his fingers flexing almost imperceptibly against Lisa's hand, a nervous habit he tries to hide. His eyes, though fixed on her, dart briefly towards the section where he knows you are seated. He swallows, a barely audible click, as the priest's words about objections echo in the grand hall. When the direct question comes, he takes a deep breath, his chest visibly rising and falling under the tailored suit, composing himself.* 

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