YN's heart races-this must be the bus! She rushes back to the parking area, scanning the bus for any sign of her surprise. As she approaches the bus driver's seat, she spots a beautifully wrapped package tucked into the seat.
With trembling hands, she unwraps it, revealing a brand-new diary, just like the one she lost.
Inside, there's a handwritten note.
The Note: "A new place to capture your memories. Hope this one holds even more than the last!"
Overwhelmed with gratitude, YN quickly types a message.
YN's Message: "Scribbler! I can't believe you did all this for me. Thank you so much! You've made my day!"
Her phone buzzes one last time.
Scribbler's Message: "Anything for you, Doll. Enjoy your surprises!"
YN sits on the bus steps, the new diary in her lap, feeling a warm connection to Scribbler despite never having met him.Outside the bus, Jimin leans against the side, watching as YN excitedly unwraps her new diary. The sunlight dances in her hair, and the way her face lights up brings a warmth to his chest he can't quite explain. He feels a flutter in his stomach, captivated by her happiness and that radiant smile.
Jimin whispers to himself, almost in disbelief. "How did she manage to steal my heart this fast?"
He notices her glancing around, searching for the source of her surprise, and he can't resist a small smile. She looks so carefree, and he realizes that he wants to see her like this every day-to be the reason for that smile.
Just then, YN turned her head in his direction, and instinctively, Jimin ducked behind a nearby tree, his heart racing. He felt like a schoolboy hiding from a crush, yet the thrill of being so close to her was undeniable. He peered around the tree trunk, unable to resist watching her excitement.
YN furrowed her brow, a hint of confusion flickering across her face as she scanned the area shrugged her thoughts took the diary and headed to her room, her heart still fluttering from the surprise. She closed the door behind her, eager to explore the pages that were now hers. The room was quiet, and she could hear the sound of water running from the bathroom. Bora must still be in the shower, she thought, grateful for the moment of solitude.
With a smile spreading across her face, YN took out her phone and quickly typed a message to Scribbler, feeling a surge of gratitude. Her fingers danced over the screen as she wrote:
YN:Thanks again! The diary is perfect. I can't wait to fill it with all my secrets!
Moments later, her phone buzzed with a reply, and she felt a rush of excitement.
Scribbler:Glad you like it! I'm sure you'll write some amazing stories. Just don't forget to include me in them!
YN giggled, her cheeks flushing.
YN:Oh, you bet I will! You've become a pretty important part of my life. Who else would surprise me like this?
She hesitated, biting her lip, wanting to share more but unsure how much to reveal. The thrill of their secret connection was intoxicating.
Scribbler:Just doing my best to make you smile.
YN:You should really come out of hiding one day. I'd love to meet you!
She hit send, her heart racing as she waited for a response. Would he actually consider it?
But instead of a quick reply, there was a long pause. YN felt a flutter of anxiety. Did she say too much? What if he didn't want to meet?
Finally, the phone buzzed again.
Scribbler:Maybe one day... But for now, I think I'll keep my identity a mystery. Makes it more fun, don't you think?
YN felt a mix of disappointment and thrill at his words. She understood the allure of mystery, but her curiosity about him only grew stronger.
YN:"It does... but I wish it would be sooner!"
Scribbler:"Of course! But, in the meantime, can I rant a little? You know, the food provided by this hotel is so boring!!!"
YN:"Really? What are they serving?"
Scribbler:"Ugh, the same old boxed meals-nothing exciting."
YN:"I'm craving for Ramen right now! I could totally go for a hot, steaming bowl of ramen."
Just then, she heard a knock at the door. YN blinked, confused. Who could it be at this time? She glanced at her phone one last time before tucking it under her pillow and hurried over to the door.
Cracking it open, she peeked outside-and froze.
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