Dear Diary ↬ NoMin

twentythree.

Jaemin's POV

"This ain't my diary!"

"Ugh!!! Did Jeno take it????"

"Nooooooooo!"

"He might expose me to the school uGH!"

"I'm so fucking screwed!"

"This is it, Na Jaemin. You're dead meat now."

"He's going to find out that you still love him."

"Fuck."

"But,"

"Who's is this then?"

I turned the first page and saw lots of writing.

Dear Diary,

Today is October 19, 2013.

Okay so. Jisung was being a bitch towards mark today and wasn't using his formal shit.

Also I saw Jaemin walking in the halls today outside of my class and he was walking with this new kid. I believe his name is Chenle or something. Chenle is so small and would probably be great for Jisung hence Jisung is a shy, lonely hoe and he desperately needs someone haha.

Anyways Jaemin's hair was up and you could see his beautiful forehead. I heard him talking about how he doesn't like his forehead and I just wanna tell him that it's fucking beautiful.

I didn't think I would actually be writing a lot in this. I literally just got this notebook at Walmart for like a dollar.

Also I saw Mark starring at Donghyuck which was weird like the fuck.

I touched my forehead. "He likes my forehead?"

I flipped to more recent dates and found October.

Dear Diary,
October 10th

Well.

I fucked up again.

Jaemin probably hates me even more. I feel bad for him, I love him so much and hurt him.

IM SO STUPID. GOSH LEE JENO GET YOUR FUCKING DUMBASS HEAD PUT TOGETHER AND GIVE HIM THE LOVE HE DESERVES NOT FUCKING PUNCHES

i hate myself i don't even deserve Jaemin.

Well I guess today is it.

I'm sleeping with Na Jaemin.

I love him. I love watching him play with my cats. His smile when he picked up Seol-ie just brought my level of joy bolting up high.

I don't know what to say to Jaemin. Do I say I'm sorry or like where ya wanna sleep. I'm such a bad conversation starter ugh.

I'll just wing it.

I stopped reading the diary and smiled enough for the whole world to be blinded. "He does love me...He loves me!!"

My smile soon fainted into a small grin. "But his feelings could've changed."

I quickly flipped to yesterday's date, December 14.

Dear Diary,
December 14, 2018

Nana and I are literally in a fake relationship. Well in my head we are real.

This whole entire week so far I have just been giving him homework and have been telling him about what we did in class and stuff.

It's honestly really nice to just have small conversations with him. I really hope he gets out of the hospital because of ya know the thing I was going to tell him before he broke is leg.

"What thing..?" I flipped to find the page where I almost died from the stairs.

Dear Diary,
December 12

I'm going to do it.

I'm asking him out.

I hope he says yes.

Gosh I'm so nervous.

I'm outside his house and I'm really nervous. I'm just going to ask if he wants to hangout or something.

Hope this goes okay. Pray for me.