Dear Min-jun,
Guess what? I finally made it into the top ten!
10th place out of 342 paper planes this year. Can you believe it?
We had the Annual Paper Flyer Championship today—same rules as always. Everyone folds their best plane, we climb up to the roof of Block 9, and one by one, we launch them into the wind. The flyer that travels the furthest wins.
You remember how last year mine didn’t even make it past the food stall at the corner? 211th place. A disaster.
But this time... I don’t know what changed. Maybe it was the fold. Maybe it was the breeze. Maybe it was just my lucky socks.
But the second it left my hand, I knew—this one would fly.
It soared past the old playground, turned just slightly over the road, and landed in the alley next to the teahouse. People even clapped! (Okay, two people clapped, but still.)
The winner got a bag of roasted chestnuts and a comic book. I didn’t win anything, but I don’t care.
I was 10th. Tenth!
Next year, I’m aiming for top five.
I’ve already started working on a new model. Maybe we can test it together next time you visit?
Fly high, my friend.
Your aeronautical rival,
Dae-hyun