달은 지구와 매년 3.8센티미터 이별한다

“My left eye is already blind. And my right eye… will go blind in about six months.”

Sehee, a girl from my grade, appeared suddenly in my life—someone who seemed so far removed from my stagnant, aimless existence, where I drifted like a fish in a bowl, circling the same places without purpose.

Before I realized it, I found myself following her everywhere: to the places she wanted to go, to the things she wanted to do.

Her remaining months, the last stretch of time where her eyes could still capture memories, became our shared journey.

In those fleeting moments, as her world began to fade, the bond between us grew deeper and more profound.