This is Aini, my personal chef. My travel buddy. My sister. My therapist. We had our own friends, our own lives. We’re not always together, and we rarely miss each other. The kinda friend who’s simply effortless to be around.
We fight a lot and almost never reconcile—who needs it anyway? We just want to see each other win. I want to see her absolutely smash every single dream she have, like she want to see me overcome all of the barriers I face.
This is Aini, and she’s my other half.










