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Jimin clutched the thick, yellow notebook tighter. It was a cute book - almost appearing like a vintage treasure found at some sort of antique store, or a second-hand bookstore.

It would of been a rare find, such perfect condition, it's hard cover vibrant and without a speck of dirt or dust. Maybe it could pass as an actual book.

To be the perfect book, all it would need is an exciting title, one that would capture the attention of any victim passing by. That thought lingered longer than the others - and Jimin decided that if it were to be a novel, 'Potential, written in flowing cursive, would fit perfectly.

However, book-like or not, the pages were empty and pasty white, smooth and creamy. Perfect thin, straight lines decorated the pages. It still looked empty, even with the lines. A sad empty, like it was longing to be filled with small fluffy stories and the occasional deep secret. 

It was the type of notebook any artist or author would dream of having, it was simply pretty. It's hard spine and bumpy but satisfying texture made it look desirable, and the yellow wasn't a pasty, icky yellow.

No, it was a yellow like hundreds of pale sunflowers placed by rows in a field. It was the yellow of the sun on a hot summers day, the nice hot, not too humid nor dry.

The notebook was simply perfect - that's why Jimin decided it would hold simple stories, about a perfect person.

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