The Day Destiny Smiled

Chapter 3 The Day Destiny Smile

Chapter 3 The Day Destiny Smile

Ever since I was a child, I dreamed of having a beautiful life. I wanted to become incredibly lucky, to grow into a successful YouTuber, earn a lot of money, and live happily forever. But if I'm being truthful, after my mother passed away, I never really felt that kind of happiness again. It always seemed as if everyone had something to complain about when it came to me. There were even moments when I wished I could simply disappear.

One day, I was watching a drama called If Wishes Could Kill. After finishing it, I downloaded the app because I enjoy mysterious and unusual things. I believe that almost anything can change, and perhaps that belief made me too afraid to actually use the app. Instead, I made a wish playfully on my phone, never expecting anything to happen. Strangely, it came true—in a positive way.

There have always been incidents in my life that feel impossible to explain. Sometimes I think that if I told people everything, they would assume I was crazy.

When I was a child, I transferred to a new school. On my very first day, I silently prayed to God, asking to see the face of the girl who would one day become my biggest competitor. On my way to school, I noticed a girl walking toward the same campus. She was also a transfer student. A year later, she stood first in class, while I came second. Somehow, I always remained the runner-up.

Another time, I saw a married couple with their little child. Out of nowhere, a thought crossed my mind: They'll get divorced one day. I immediately dismissed it, telling myself it was impossible. Yet two years later, they really did separate.

When I was in tenth grade, I attended an English tuition class. One day I struggled to remember my lesson no matter how hard I tried. I quietly prayed, "God, please help me just this once. Please let today's coaching class be cancelled." At that exact moment, an earthquake struck, and the coaching center closed for the day.

There was also a time when I prayed, "I want to experience dating—but only for six months." Soon afterward, a boy entered my life. About a month into our relationship, I checked his social media and found an old message where he had written to his ex, "I want you." It hurt me deeply. Not because I was jealous—I rarely feel jealous—but because I believed I had been completely loyal.

A few days before discovering that message, one of my friends had confessed that he wanted to date me and asked me to give him an answer within two days. I had even shown my boyfriend the confession and the boy's photo. We laughed together, joking that the poor guy actually thought I would say yes.

Ironically, on the very day I was planning to reject my friend, I found my boyfriend's old message to his ex. I was furious. Without checking the date of the message—a mistake I still regret—I accepted my friend's proposal out of anger.

At first, my second boyfriend treated the relationship casually, but over time he became serious. Meanwhile, my first boyfriend was often busy. Later I realized that the message I had seen was actually from a time before we had started dating, when he still had feelings for his ex. It wasn't sent while we were together. The misunderstanding happened because I never looked at the date.

For a while, I found myself dating two people at the same time. Both of them gave me attention, and during that period, another boy from my coaching class confessed his feelings as well. He told me he loved me deeply, that he watched only me in class, and that I was his first love. I ignored his confession.

After five months, the guilt became unbearable. On the same day, I ended both relationships. The very next day, I accepted the third boy's proposal. Unfortunately, he turned out to be extremely possessive and suspicious. One day, one of his friends falsely told him that I was interested in someone else. He exploded in anger, calling me names and insulting me, even saying I was a "fallen girl." I ended the relationship immediately.

About two years later, he realized that I had never betrayed him. He apologized repeatedly, and today we are simply friends.

I am also friends with my first boyfriend now. Sometimes he still messages me, saying, "I need you." But I have a rule—I never go back to something I have already left behind.

These days, I hardly talk to anyone. In a strange way, even that wish came true.