March arrived, and the weather finally became a bit warm. Standing outside for more than two minutes was now bearable. Seokwoo's last book, The Mystery Of The Haunted Jukebox, sold out in the first 24 hours. He immediately started writing next month's story, yet he was struggling to develop it into an actual story. At home things weren't peaceful at all, the first semester of the school year has started meaning not only the students of the house were busy again, but Taeyang, the university student and Seokwoo, the literature university professor were so busy as well. One small noise would make one of the four so mad.
Seokwoo's schedule was even more hellish than usual due to his classes. Thankfully he only had classes on Mondays and Tuesdays which would help him focus on his book the rest of the weeks. He still hasn't gotten a chance to meet Violet, but he was counting on the monthly company meeting, which was in three weeks. Yet the two kept in touch through post its, their desks were now home to an enormous amount of notes. They could be found anywhere,
On his phone,
Seokwoo, please organise your desk. The mess is growing day by day makes me think it is alive
On her keyboard,
I organised my desk, led me to noticing that all the plants you have on your desk are starting to gather bugs. I hate bugs.
On his document organiser,
Sorry, I didn't notice the bugs, I gave away most of the vases. Mostly to the marketing team. We now only have Jiminie the plant.
On her desk alongside with a stack of papers,
I like Jiminie the plant, why jiminie tho? Anyway, these papers are for author Lee Sanghyuk, you might know him by his pen name Dawon. We all call him Dawon anyway. He asked me to put these on your desk so you can revise them.
On his pen case,
Because it's small and cute just like Park Jimin from BTS. I also started working on Dawon's book, it's so funny that I finished the pack of tissues and had to use yours. Sorry about that.
On top of her stack of books,
Nice, BTS are cool. One of my housemates is obsessed with Suga. About the tissues, I see why they ended this soon, it's okay. when do you think you can finish the editing?
On a new pack of tissues alongside with a stack of papers in two different colours,
Here's a new pack of tissue, I chose white since I noticed everything on your desk is white. Is white your favourite colour? About the editing: I just finished the edit. When will you finish writing the story tho? We are already in the second week of the month. Sorry, had to change the pen since the blue one ran out of ink. I've been waiting for a 'TO BE EDITED' note for so long. ㅠ^ㅠ
On a pack of blue pens,
Yes my favourite colour's white, thank you for the pack of tissues. About the edit: Dawon hyung is so happy, he thanks you. About the story: I'm working on it, I'll leave the papers on your desk when I finish the first ten pages. Also please accept these blue pens, they'll come in handy.
On his mouse pad,
O M G ㅇ^ㅇ you didn't!!!!! Thank you for the pens ㅠ_ㅠ About the story: I CAN'T WAIT FOR IT. About Dawon: hyung? Are you two close? I'm not trying to be nosy. Anyways tell him I just did my job.
On a messy stack of papers on her desk:
Hahaha, no problem...it's so weird I just wrote hahaha. About the story: here's the story I also wrote another post it on it saying 'TO BE EDITED' as you requested :) about Dawon: yes he's the one who woke me up with screaming in my ear remember? We've known each other for a while, and we live together and alongside with seven other boys.
On his USB hub,
It's not weird hahaha, see!? I wrote it too. About the story: I'm working on editing it right now, I love it. It's so cool. I think you should call it 'The Calamitous Mirror' and thank you for putting that 'TO BE EDITED' note it really made me smile. About Dawon: so it was him!!! About your housemates: YOU MEAN YOU'RE A GROUP OF NINE?
On her desk lamp,
It's still weird hahaha, Oh god I wrote it again. About the story: that's a good name, I was thinking about just simply the mirror :| what do you think? About my housemates: yes we are a group of nine, it's kind of chaotic but I love it.
On his headphones next to a stack of papers,
These headphones are hella cool, they look so expensive. About the story: I finished the edit ^-^ + that's a cool name, It's mysterious. About your housemates: that sounds so cool, I'm glad you're surrounded by people you love.
On a pack of headphones alongside with another stack of papers on her desk,
Please accept these headphones, I wasn't sure what's your favourite colour so I bought white. About the story: I left you the final part of the story with a 'TO BE EDITED' on it just to make you smile ;) okay that was cheesy, I apologise. About my housemates: I'm glad as well.
On the pack of headphones on his desk,
Thank you so much, but I can't accept these. ㅠ_ㅠ you can't walk around and buy me things. I just started working on the final part of the story, did you make any decisions on the name? + thank you for the note. It really made me smile ;)
Seokwoo sighed as he placed the pack of headphones in his drawer. He took another post it and started writing.
Well, that made me sad :((( about the story: well, I asked my friends for help, and they all voted for your idea. So the title is now officially The Calamitous Mirror + I'm glad I made you smile :)♡
He left the note on her desk before grabbing his coat. He walked over to the elevator waiting for it to arrive, meanwhile he started checking his emails. The door opened, and he walked in without looking up from his phone, he bumped into someone who was walking out, causing them into dropping everything they were holding on the floor. He heard her gasp before he could step back outside to help her with the scattered papers, the elevator's door closed. He couldn't even see her face. The next day he walked to his desk to find a messy stack of papers on it with a post-it on it.
I'm sorry the papers are like this, I bumped into a fucking Eiffel Tower. He didn't even say sorry for destroying the papers ㅠ_ㅠ anyways, I loved the ending of the story. It's so good, I sent a copy to the designing team for you ^-^ + thank your friends for choosing my idea, I'm so happy :D
Seokwoo stared at the first two sentences of the note. He ran his fingers in his hair aggressively, it was her. He let out a loud sigh, he really wanted to cry. How could he tell her it was him. He rested his forehead on the desk as Dawon laughed loudly upon reading the note. "Fucking Eiffel Tower, I LOVE HER. I should text it to the others." He said taking his phone out and typing fast. Seokwoo just groaned pulling on his own hair. He grabbed a post-it and started writing.
Maybe they couldn't help you because the elevator's door closed so soon, you know how fast the doors close + thank you so much, I wasn't so sure about the ending, but if you say it's okay, I'll assume it is.
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Drowning In Post Its (A Rowoon Fanfiction)
FanfictionSeokwoo, a famous author with the pen name of Rowoon writes short stories monthly but when his editor resigns, he is forced to work with an editor he had never met nor talked to. their only way of communicating is post its (sticky notes) they leave...
