YUNA

09

Dear Diary,

I know I should probably take a break from writing, but... I can't. I'm too restless. I'm too curious. I'm too weirded out right now.

So—quick update: I just had a full-blown chase scene with "K." Like, actual running, actual adrenaline, actual oh-my-gosh-I'm-gonna-die energy. (Don't worry, he didn't.) From his side, of course. I ran like a queen, like those spy baddies in anime and shows. Trust me, I looked fabulous.

Anyway, mystery number one solved: "K" is a boy. A real, living, possibly psycho boy. (Nah, cut the psycho part. He looked too dumb to be one. Like... what kind of psycho steals chips? He should've been after me instead!)

Mystery number two: what exactly is this place?
Am I stuck inside a fantasy novel or something? Some twisted, magical maze with library aesthetics and weird, glowing wannabe Maleficents? During the chase, I encountered this strange purple energy, and honestly... it freaked me out.

Also... as I'm writing this... there's this soft darkness creeping over the library.

...

Okay. Took a little break to breathe, adjust to the new lighting, and process what was happening around me.

I had climbed up a shelf to see the sky outside because clearly something had changed—and it had. The sky was no longer white and cloudy. It was nighttime now. A velvety blue sky outside, smooth and cloudless like spilled ink, with tiny twinkling stars scattered across it.

Luckily, the library isn't completely drenched in darkness. There's a warm golden glow coming from the corners of the library that keeps it in a cozy, sleepy, slightly sensual mood—like candlelight in those honeymoon scenes on TV shows.

Even near my hideout, a little farther away, a soft amber glow reaches me. It's enough to cast gentle shadows of the nearby shelves, my things, and my body across the space, making it feel like it's alive and breathing. Everything suddenly feels so slow. A little magical, even.

And here's the weird part—I feel like I've been here before. Not here-here, but this mood. This feeling.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel soft, gentle, and calm. This mood reminds me of something familiar, and I'm not quite sure if it's my imagination or a fragment of my past. But when I close my eyes, I can almost picture myself sitting at a study table—pink and yellow papers, stamps, sticky notes, pens scattered everywhere, a teddy bear leaning against a stack of notebooks, a fake daisy in a tiny pot on the table. My hair is down, brushing against my cheek as I write something in a notebook. 

I get the feeling that I really liked to write—or maybe it's just the atmosphere playing mind games on me. But it makes me feel cozy, warm, and soft.

Like a little girl.

Maybe it's just my brain being weird again. Or maybe it's a memory. I don't know. But I liked it. I liked the girl in that memory.

...

Anyway, back to the "K" guy because the mood felt too slow and I got bored. ToT

So, about this guy—apparently he comes from my school since he was wearing the same uniform the guys at my school wore. This raises so many questions in my head because I don't remember Yulia ever specifically talking about or describing a guy like him. Even if Yulia didn't mention him, trust me, if there was a guy like that walking around campus, I would've noticed. (He was very handsome, by the way! How did I never notice a cutie like him?)

I did try to remember any details from school, but nothing specific came up. I feel like I should walk around the place a bit more because the more I see, the more I might be able to recall my past.

I'll be heading to sleep now. I have my bag with me. I made sure to keep everything inside it—except the diary and pen, of course—and I'll be using the bag as my pillow tonight.

Try to steal my things now, K!

P.S: During my 2 AM overthinking phase, I just realized K could easily snatch the bag from under my head and make me look even more stupid. Well... whatever. It's not like he's coming back. :D

Sweet dreams, mwah!

Sleeping Beauty,
Yuna