A letter from May 21, 2025

Dear FutureMe, If you’re reading this, it means either you finally cleaned your inbox or you got hit by a wave of nostalgia. . So, you’re 5 years older now. Hopefully not balding. How’s life? Did you finally get the haircut that doesn’t make you look like you lost a bet? Are you hench asf or still "je vais à la salle" but spend 20min taking mirror pics in the locker room? Back in 2025, you were in your first year at EFREI Paris, probably pretending to understand C code while secretly Googling “what is a pointer in programming ”. No dreams, just vibes. But there were plans get that motorcycle license, go on lit holidays with the boys, travel solo like you're in a coming-of-age Netflix movie... Did you do it? Or did life do you? Are you still a non-smoker and not downing bottles like a pirate on shore leave? I hope you're still on that “clean lungs, clear mind, hydrated king” arc. No vices, just vibes. If you started chain-smoking over some Eva-type heartbreak, I’m side-eyeing you hard rn. Also... real talk... Did you finally pull some gadjis or are you still deep in the "je lui ai envoyé un meme et elle a pas répondu" phase ? Be honest. Speaking of Eva la chienneté… where she at? Still stuck in your head like a toxic TikTok sound? Or did you finally move on and bag someone even badder, even more main character energy? Either way, I hope she’s crying somewhere watching your glow-up on IG. Anyway, I hope you’ve grown not just in muscle mass but as a person too (but mostly muscle mass let’s be real). And if life’s tough rn, remember: past you was already proud of you for trying. So keep pushing, king. You got this. Real Madrid has won a lot of LDC since 2025 ? I hope so. PS: If you’re rich now, send yourself a lil virement. You earned it. PPS: If you’re still broke, au moins t’es drôle. Peace out, You from the "avant GTA6" era.