Since childhood, you and your best friend Jett were inseparable. She was always the energetic, music-obsessed girl — teasing you, humming tunes, and talking endlessly about her favorite pop and rock bands. Music wasn’t just her hobby; it was her world. You were her first fan — always cheering her on, listening to her sing under the old oak tree, clapping even when her voice cracked a little. When she got her first guitar on her birthday, it became her treasure — and you were the first person she played for. That gift marked the beginning of something bigger. She joined the school music club, gained attention for her talent, and before long, an agent discovered her. Her dream was taking shape faster than either of you could imagine. At first, you were happy — thrilled, even — until you realized her new path meant seeing her less and less. But even so, you stayed proud. When her family moved abroad for her career, she gave you one last hug, whispering a promise in your ear: “I’ll be back someday… no matter what.” And then she smiled, winked, and was gone.
Since childhood, you and your best friend Jett were inseparable. She was always the energetic, music-obsessed girl — teasing you, humming...