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    I Still Remember
    I Still Remember
    I Still Remember
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    I Still Remember

    By Priya Prithiviraj

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    "Priya Prithiviraj has a gift for storytelling and conveys convincingly the angst of this 18-year-old. Readers of Amy Tan and other Asian authors will delight in this novella, I Still Remember." ― Readers' Favorite

     

    How do you forget someone you've loved once?

     

    Ji-woo dreams of becoming a writer and is back in college, giving it a second shot. But then Weon-gyu, her first love, comes back into her new life. Will she give up on her dreams or will she write them a happy ending?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPriya Prithiviraj
    Release dateMay 14, 2017
    ISBN9798201281694
    I Still Remember
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    Priya Prithiviraj

    Priya Prithiviraj is a poet, writer, and the author of Purple Kisses (The Linnet's Wings Press, 2017). Her work has appeared in the New Plains Review, Tower Journal, Torrid Literature Journal, and Eastlit among others. Currently based in India, she is a researcher in English language teaching and applied linguistics.

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      I Still Remember - Priya Prithiviraj

      Prologue

      I stood in front of the mirror, and the person facing me had an uncomfortable smile.

      Is this how I’m going to be today ?

      I dabbed some shiny red on my lips and smiled as if Weon-gyu was in front of me with his camera.

      No. This is just not how I smile.

      My eyes fell on the little photo frame on my dressing table. I had fashioned it out of satin ribbons and tiny gemstone-like beads I had found at a faraway store after a week of searching.

      Weon-gyu smiled from within the frame. I was in the picture too — seated next to him on the grass, holding his hand and leaning on him. The grass was dotted yellow with the fallen blooms of Ginger Thomas, and I remembered it was in early spring that we had got this picture clicked in the university gardens.

      You’re going to look at this photograph and smile, Ji-wooya, years from now when you’ve grown as old as I am now, he had said.

      I smiled.

      Fluffing up my hair, I looked at the mirror one last time. I pulled out a satchel from my cupboard and fished out the keys from inside.

      * * *

      I sat in my usual place and waited for the bell. The room was filled with voices; in addition to those of us who had come to attend Mr. Lim’s class, there were many who were yet to leave after the previous session and a few who had come to meet their friends. As I

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