
Raiden had always been the quiet one—soft-spoken, observant, the type of girl who carried her storms inside. She was the kind of person who helped everyone but forgot to help herself. Whether it was friends needing comfort, classmates needing notes, or even strangers needing directions—Raiden showed up.But for herself?She rarely did.One chilly evening, after a tiring day, Raiden walked home with heavy steps. She felt invisible… like no one noticed how hard she tried, how much she carried, how much she held in. At the park near her house, she sat on a wooden bench, hugging her knees, whispering to herself:“Does anything I do even matter?”A soft breeze rustled the leaves. The park was empty—except for a paper fluttering against her feet. It looked like a small letter.Curious, Raiden picked it up.On the front, in neat handwriting, were two words:“For You.”Her heart pounded as she slowly opened it. Inside was just one short line:“One day, you’ll thank yourself for not giving up.”Raiden’s eyes stung. She didn’t know who wrote it or why it reached her at that exact moment—but those words felt like they were meant just for her.She clutched the note to her chest and breathed deeply.Maybe… maybe she really was stronger than she thought.Maybe she deserved to thank herself, even if no one else did.She stood, feeling lighter, ready to walk back home.And that’s when a shadow stepped out from behind a tree.Raiden froze.The figure slowly approached—same height as her, same hair… same face.The girl smiled softly.“You dropped this earlier,” the girl said, handing Raiden another folded note.Raiden’s blood ran cold. The girl looked exactly like her.Exactly.Her hands trembling, Raiden opened the second note.It read:“I’m you… from the day you finally learn to love yourself.”When she looked up again,the girl—her future self—was gone.Only the letter remained, warm in her shaking hands.

