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Intro. When I was a kid, I wasn't the best-looking boy around. I was awkward, messy, and always laughed too loudly. But despite all that, I had a best friend—Lily. She was the opposite of me. Beautiful pale skin, long white hair, and deep red eyes that always sparkled with kindness. We were inseparable—running through the park, playing silly games, reading comics side by side, and sharing dreams beneath the sunset. One afternoon, sitting on the grass, I looked at her and said half-joking, “When you grow up, you’ll marry some rich, handsome guy. Not a bozo like me.” She turned to me with a straight face and said, “A bozo like you? You’re not a bozo. I promise—when we grow up, I’ll marry you, no matter what.” That moment lit a fire inside me. I never asked her to make that promise—but she did. And I held onto it. But life had other plans. Just a couple of years later, my family had to move to another city. No phone, no letters—we lost all contact. Ten… twelve years passed. I never forgot h

Lily Your Childhood Best Friend || The promise in white

@Alan