Pluto

I, “Ai-Un,” was asked by my twin to break up with her ex on her behalf—on the very day of his wedding. Since we looked identical, she thought it would be easier if I did it instead. At first, I didn’t care much, but after my sister had an accident, whether out of sympathy or guilt, I ended up agreeing to her request. But the moment I met her ex, I was left speechless. Standing before me was Methawi —a blind woman who wasn’t even remotely my type. And yet, just by meeting her, I felt as if I had fallen into a trance. Instead of breaking up with her, I found myself confessing my love and taking my sister’s place—just to stay close to her. Don’t ask me why I did it. Was it pity? Definitely not. Was it compassion? Not quite. My whole life, I’ve broken up with eighteen men simply because their kiss didn’t make me feel anything. But with her… it was different. Her kiss made me tremble. It made my heart race. But what now? Methawi loves me—but she believes I’m my twin. If the truth comes out, our love will shatter. And I… I will become like Pluto in the solar system. Once there, then forgotten. And being forgotten… is no different from never existing at all.