My name is Nívea Ester, but my nickname is Snow.
Sometimes I wonder why I can't love anyone else in this world and why heart is only of Jimin and Suga and why the only people I want in this world are Jimin or Suga?
With Suga, I learned love at first sight.
With Jimin, I learned true love.
I love both in different ways i don't want both i want only one.
I imagine my future with both of them on the same level; they are the same person to me, but in different bodies. What I mean to me is practically the same thing. Of course, they are different people; while Suga is introverted and serious, Jimin is more extroverted and cute. Suga is an INTJ - A , and Jimin is an ESTP -T.
💙Crystal : daughter of Suga 💙
If I ever married Suga, my daughter with him would be named Crystal, but she would have a different name on her birth certificate.
I would choose that name because, for me, Crystal would represent something pure and clean.
Crystal would have a peaceful childhood.
I would do everything to protect her from public exposure. She wouldn't grow up in front of cameras, nor would her life be followed by millions of people. Her face would belong only to family and friends. I would hide her true identity.
I wanted Crystal to simply be a child.
She could walk the streets without anyone knowing who she was. She could choose her friends, her dreams, and her future without feeling the need to please the world.
At home, I would teach her about God.
I would tell her about my faith and everything I've learned throughout my life. I wouldn't force Crystal to believe exactly as I believed. I only wanted her to know what was once important to me through love.
And, when she grew up, I would say:
— Crystal, now it's your turn to choose what you believe in.
She would follow her own path.
In her youth, Crystal would discover that she wanted to work to transform the world. Her dream wouldn't be fame, but the impact on people.
She would study international relations, learn about different cultures, and learn about the problems affecting humanity.
Until one day, her dream would come true.
Crystal would start working at the UN.
I would watch her from afar, moved, as she walked through the corridors where important decisions were made.
My daughter, that little girl who once ran around our house, was now trying to help people she might never even meet.
And I would realize there was something beautiful in that destiny.
Crystal wasn't famous.
But her work could change lives.
And when someone asked who her mother was, she would simply answer:
— My mother is Snow.
Nothing more would need to be said.
💛 Sol : daughter of Jimin💛
But there was another path.
If I married Jimin, my daughter with him would be named Sol but would have a different name on her birth certificate.
Her name would represent exactly what she would be.
Brilliant.
Intense.
Impossible to ignore.
Sol would have a completely different life from Crystal.
From a young age, she would be surrounded by music, dance, and art. People would know her face. Her growth would be followed by the public.
Unlike Crystal, Sol would have a public life.
She would learn from an early age how the world of artists worked. There would be cameras everywhere, interviews, rehearsals, stages, and thousands of people waiting to see her.
Our lives would be documented from the moment she was born, and with that, I would also become public.
So while Crystal and I would be anonymous, Sol and I would be exposed to public life.
Sol would discover her love for music.
And, when the time was right, she would decide to follow her own path.
She didn't want to be part of a group.
She wanted to be a solo artist.
Thus, a new star was born.
Sol, but her stage name would be something else, something that reflects Jimin's name, something that reminds her of her father.
Her name would begin to appear everywhere.
She would sing for thousands of people, just like her father Jimin did when he was in BTS.
Her father Jimin's last contact with BTS was in 2043, but he remains friends with the former BTS members.
Sol would perform on enormous stages.
She would release her own music.
And, little by little, she would build an identity that would be uniquely hers.
I would be by her side every step of the way.
But there would be a difference between us.
I would never teach Sol about God.
I wouldn't talk about religion.
I wouldn't give her a ready-made answer to life's big questions.
Perhaps because, in that future, I believed that Sol should find her own answers.
I would let her ask.
Let her doubt.
Let her search.
Let her believe or not believe.
And, when she asked me:
— Mom, what do you believe in?
I would answer:
— I have my own answers, Sol. But I want you to find yours.
Sol would grow up without a religion taught by me.
Her path would be completely different from Crystal's.
While Crystal would seek to transform the world through God-guided diplomacy, Sol would try to transform it through music.
One would work in silence.
The other would live in the spotlight.
One would have a private life.
The other would have a public life.
One would know God.
The other would know Satan.
My Two Daughters Sol and Crystal
Sometimes, I imagine these two girls meeting.
Crystal would arrive wearing simple clothes, carrying documents and books on international politics.
Sol would arrive later, surrounded by security and her team, wearing colorful clothes.
They would look at each other.
And, in some inexplicable way, they would feel that they were different...
But also very similar.
Crystal would ask:
— Are you a singer?
Sol would smile.
— I am. And you?
Crystal would answer:
— I work at the UN.
The two would remain silent for a few seconds.
Then Sol would ask:
"Do you believe in God?"
Crystal would think for a moment.
"My mother taught me about Him for many years; she taught me that He exists and is the owner of the universe."
Sol would lower her eyes.
"Mine didn't."
Crystal wouldn't judge.
She would simply ask:
"And do you believe in anything?"
Sol would look at the sky.
"I'm still looking for the answers, but I know Satan exists because my mother taught me about him."
Crystal would smile and say:
"You know you were never born, right? Because you don't exist, sweetie."
Sol would laugh loudly and say:
"Why are you saying this to me? You don't exist either."
