Seven Years After My Death
Seven years after my death, a young man starts using the phone number I used in life. When he signs in to my Facebook account, he sees the things I've written on my timeline.
He sees the unspoken love contained in those words and wants to help me find my beloved. He wants to help me fulfill the wish that I couldn't before my death.
Later, he manages to find the person I love, but I'm about to fade from existence. Why? Because my lover has almost forgotten about me.
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