INT. COFFEE SHOP – MORNING
Elie sits at a corner table, her diary open in front of her. A cup of coffee steams nearby, untouched. The soft murmur of morning chatter fills the air, but Elie is lost in her thoughts, pen hovering over the page. She begins writing, her face a mix of concern and affection.
ELIE (V.O.)
Hi, Crush.
She glances around the café, as if someone might overhear her thoughts, then leans in closer to her diary, scribbling with a little more urgency.
ELIE (V.O.)
Uy, kumakain ka ba? Bakit parang pumayat ka?
Elie's expression shifts to a frown, a small crease forming on her forehead as she taps her pen lightly on the page.
ELIE (V.O.)
Nako ha, huwag na huwag kang magpapagutom.
She pauses, her eyes momentarily darting to the pastries displayed on the counter. Her gaze softens as she continues.
ELIE (V.O.)
Kahit gaano ka kabusy sa trabaho, huwag mong kakalimutan ang kumain.
Elie sighs, a hint of worry crossing her face as she writes more slowly now, carefully choosing her words.
ELIE (V.O.)
Aanhin pa ang madaming pera kung sakitin ka naman, 'di ba?
Her lips form a small smile, as if imagining her crush reading the message. She finishes the thought with a final stroke of the pen.
ELIE (V.O.)
Tandaan, bawal ang magkasakit at mahal magkasakit, okay?
She chuckles softly to herself, then writes the closing line with a little flourish.
ELIE (V.O.)
Your Secret Admirer,
Elie.
Elie leans back in her chair, closing her diary gently. She takes a sip of her now-cool coffee, her eyes flicking toward the door as if wondering if her crush might walk in. But then, she shakes her head, smiling to herself, and picks up her pen again.
BINABASA MO ANG
Love, Elie
ChickLitA screenplay type story. From sweet confessions to laugh-out-loud moments, Elie's letters hold nothing back
