YN: Great! So, did you speak with them whom you mentioned before?
Jimin: Yes, I did. They are my parents, It didn't go well, but there are small changes. They started treating me a little differently than usual. (He felt a mix of hope and frustration.)
YN: Thanks for sharing with me, and that's a start! Sometimes small changes lead to bigger ones. (Her encouragement made him smile.)
Jimin: Exactly! It's worth trying. (He felt a sense of determination growing inside him.)
YN: I admire your courage, Scribbler. It's not easy to confront those things.
Jimin: Thanks! You inspire me to be brave. (He felt a flutter of excitement at her words).
YN: I'm glad I can help! So, what's your plan now?
Jimin: I'll keep trying. (He felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and excitement.) And as you're calling me Scribbler, can I call you Doll? (He typed with a playful grin, eager to see her reaction.)
YN: Doll? I like that! It has a nice ring to it.
(She felt a warmth in her chest, enjoying the playful exchange.)
Jimin: Awesome! I can't wait to use it more often. So, what's a typical day like for you, Doll?
YN: Well, I spend a lot of time in class and with my friends, but lately, I've been thinking about those terrace messages and what they meant.
(She felt a flutter of excitement thinking about their conversations.)
Jimin: They meant a lot to me, too. It felt like a secret world we were sharing, just you and me. (He smiled at the thought, feeling a deeper connection with her.)
YN: It really did! I felt like I could share anything with you.
(Her heart raced as she recalled the honesty of their messages.)
Jimin: You can! I'm here to listen. So, what do you like to do when you're not studying?
YN: I love reading and exploring new places. There's something magical about discovering hidden spots in the city.
(She thought of the charming little cafes she had stumbled upon.)
Jimin: I'm all for exploring! Maybe we could find a hidden spot together sometime. (His heart raced at the thought of spending time with her.)
YN: That sounds amazing! I'd love to.
(She felt a rush of excitement, imagining the adventure.)
Jimin: Great! I'll start planning our little adventure. (He grinned, feeling giddy at the thought.)
YN: I can't wait! So, what about you? What do you enjoy doing?
Jimin: Honestly, I love music. It's a big part of my life, and it helps me express everything I can't say. (He felt a sense of vulnerability in sharing this.)
YN: That's beautiful! Music can be so powerful. Do you play an instrument?
Jimin: I do! I play the guitar. It helps me feel grounded.
(He imagined strumming his guitar under the stars, hoping to share that experience with her one day.)
YN: I'd love to hear you play!
Jimin: Maybe I'll have to play a little something for you, Doll. (His heart swelled at the thought, feeling closer to her.)
YN: I'd really like that.
(Her smile widened as she realized how much she was looking forward to it.)
Jimin: Okay, then good night, doll!!!
YN: Good night, scribler!!!
Jimin: (jumping on his bed, unable to contain his excitement) Yes! This is going to be amazing! (He felt like a kid again, filled with joy and hope.)
He couldn't believe how much he enjoyed talking to YN. It felt like everything was finally falling into place.
YN: (sitting on her bed, a smile on her face) I really helped someone today. (She felt a warm glow inside, knowing her words had made a difference in Jimin's life.)
As she contemplated her next diary entry, she began searching for her diary, eager to capture all the feelings swirling inside her.
YN: (muttering to herself) Where did I put it?
Meanwhile, Jimin is in his room
Jimin: (holding YN's diary in his hands, grinning widely) This is perfect. I will use this to get closer to you.
Jimin: (reading aloud quietly) "Mr. Arrogant." (He chuckled to himself, shaking his head. "I need to change that perception.")
Jimin: (whispering to himself) Doll, you'll see the new Jimin, and I'll make sure you don't forget it. "My precious doll."
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Next Morning:
Buzz... Buzz... YN's hand instinctively reached for her phone. She blinked, adjusting to the brightness of the screen.
Jimin: Good morning, Doll!!!
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