Chapter 100

Actually, Jin Taeyeon wanted to laugh, because although the words her father spoke to her yesterday were heavy, they were somewhat superfluous. Of course, it wasn't that her father's instructions were unimportant, but Jin Taeyeon didn't need them. As she sized up the abandoned teaching building, Jin Taeyeon stepped inside. The warmth she felt upon entering only made her more certain of her thoughts.

From beginning to end, I have always been the same. In this school, the only relative I had has already transferred. Apart from that, she was about to enter her third year of junior high, and all she had were many memories she didn't want to keep. If there was something to let go of, everything here could be easily abandoned... except this place.

Slowly walking towards the stairs, Jin Taeyeon suddenly froze. Running a few steps forward, she squinted and examined the entire building but couldn't find the diary she had been hoping for. She was dazed for a moment, then ran upstairs to search again, but still found nothing. In the end, she sat down dejectedly, hugging her knees and lost in thought.

Perhaps that day, when I was hiding here, someone found me. With so many people coming in, it might have been taken by someone. Looking up at the entire space, apart from the missing diary, not much had changed. This was the first winter we spent together, with our spaces overlapping and time intertwining, but because of me, I couldn't protect our shared space.

Or, did you take it away? That day, you were in the crowd, right? Even though you didn't know I was the girl who led everyone here, you still let this place be invaded. I should apologize to you. Because, I still didn't do as you said. I withstood the pressure, but in the end, even this place was taken over by them.

Right now, I have so many things I want to say to you. Why can't I? Biting her lip, Jin Taeyeon leaned against the wall. After a while, she laughed softly. Slowly standing up, Jin Taeyeon walked towards the exit. It's fine, my father said to focus on my own path. If I really become a trainee in the future, there will be many things I have to give up.

Let this place be a memory. It will be my eternal memory. Walking to the door, Jin Taeyeon took a deep breath and stepped out. She didn't look back, nor did she want to. For some reason, this space, where the diary that carried our messages was missing, felt as if it had lost its soul. It was no longer warm.

Here, the diary that carried our messages might have been the soul. Without it, it would never be the same. Jin Taeyeon slowly lowered her head. The dimly lit abandoned teaching building made her lose all desire to stay or even look back. After taking a few steps, Jin Taeyeon suddenly stopped.

Frowning and turning to stare at the entrance, she strode back. Taking out the pen in her hand, she walked back to the wall and started writing, her emotions intense. Why? Why blame only me? Why leave so coldly with the diary? Or, will you not come back without the diary?!

I tried to do as you said, to fight against the outside pressure. It was me who couldn't bear it and hid here, exposing our shared space to everyone. Fine, it's all my fault. But why can you be so cold? You leave without a word, and don't come back. You don't even leave a message.!

To fight for what you said and against the outside world, how much have I endured, do you know? If you can be so heartless, can you be so heartless to me too?! The pen tip broke, so she just switched to another one! Jin Taeyeon's small body erupted with anger, which she poured onto the wall in neat handwriting. After finishing, Jin Taeyeon sighed in relief.

Squinting at the words on the wall, Jin Taeyeon really turned her head this time, not looking back again. She left this place where our spaces overlapped and time intertwined. Throughout, nothing had changed here. What Jin Taeyeon didn't know was that perhaps this place did have a soul, but it wasn't the diary. It was... their messages.

The exam began three days after Moon Jung-woo's surgery. The surgery for vocal nodules was not a major one. Even if not a professional singer, many ordinary people would opt for conservative treatment, which is essentially not having surgery. Moon Jung-woo, of course, had to have surgery, and it was a more precise procedure performed under a fiber-optic laryngoscope and monitored on a screen.

The results were good, according to the doctor. However, whether it would be 30% or 70% success depended on his recovery and rest. The doctor categorized the surgery as successful because there were no significant changes to his vocal cords. At least, there was no chance of him becoming mute.

The only possible issue was the effect on his singing. The voice change period is not suitable for surgery because the vocal cords are not fully developed. However, Moon Jung-woo's situation was too special. If he waited until his vocal cords were fully developed, it would be too late. So, they had to take this risky approach.

He couldn't speak, and his throat was a bit sore. The food he ate was also very particular. Moon Jung-woo felt a bit embarrassed because these tasks of taking care of him and bringing him food should have been done by his family. Now, it was all being handled by this father and daughter. The father took care of all the expenses, and the daughter brought him food and took care of him.

Is this an entertainment company? It's more dedicated than an orphanage. At least in an orphanage, you don't hear of the director's daughter helping out with these tasks. But what Moon Jung-woo felt most embarrassed about was his desire to return to school for the make-up exam right after the surgery. This time, he wouldn't be so foolish as to bring that little lion with him.

It's as if I'm her toy, and she gets angry when someone covets me. Even if it's just a message in the diary. Besides, she hasn't apologized to me yet, nor does she think she did anything wrong. Moon Jung-woo understood, but he couldn't possibly think he was wrong. Fine, I won't bring you.

He knew that Lee Soon-gyu not only didn't think she was wrong but also forbade Moon Jung-woo from going. She claimed it was for his recovery, but in reality, she didn't want him to have any contact with that weird girl from the abandoned teaching building. Just from the handwriting in the diary, it was clear that the girl was very introverted.

You don't even know what she looks like, and you're already acting all cute, calling her a bad guy, and so on. Lee Soon-gyu, speaking from experience, harshly scolded Moon Jung-woo. What's the difference from online dating? Aren't you afraid that when you meet, she turns out to be a monster who bites you to death? With your looks, she might kidnap you and eat you alive.

As a senior, I absolutely cannot allow you to do such a dangerous thing. When Lee Soon-gyu was explaining this, Moon Jung-woo was stunned. In terms of speaking, Moon Jung-woo had never been afraid of anyone, especially not that little lion. However, the reason he couldn't argue back was that she had been stubbornly forbidding him from contacting the other person from the beginning.

But somehow, she found a very positive stance, using various reasons that Moon Jung-woo couldn't refute, and firmly stood on the moral high ground. She acted as if she was doing it for his own good, fearing he lacked experience, fearing he would be deceived by a girl, fearing he would get addicted to online dating, and so on.

Moon Jung-woo was speechless. He knew that Lee Soon-gyu was making it up as she went along, but he could only sigh, realizing that as long as you persist, you will succeed. Even stubborn and unreasonable arguments can eventually make sense, whether by chance or not. At this point, Moon Jung-woo couldn't blame her too much for her actions that day.

However, I won't listen to you. I won't bring you again. Through this incident, his emotional intelligence improved significantly. He understood the most important truth: no matter how old a woman is, as long as she is female, she is an unpredictable creature. This applies to everyone.

It has been two days since the exam, and the students have already been on holiday since yesterday. However, teachers always take their holidays later and return to work earlier than students, whether during regular times or winter and summer breaks. So, there were probably still teachers at the school, making it not too troublesome for Han Myung-geun to take the make-up exam. At least no one would have to wait for him.

Getting on the bus to Jeonju, Moon Jung-woo was still in the silent period. So, after getting on the bus, he sent text messages to Lee Soo-young and Lee Soon-gyu, telling them he was going for the make-up exam. Then he stared out the window, absentmindedly caressing a new, thick diary, a beautiful bookmark, and two pens, one red and one white.

Did she go to the final exam? If she didn't see the diary, would she be worried? Or leave a message on the wall? Moon Jung-woo thought of various possibilities, and his lips curved involuntarily. There was only one possibility he didn't think of, but it would soon... leave an indelible memory.

(Good morning, everyone. I've been waking up early recently, so I'm posting early. That's it. O(∩_∩)O. Thank you to Yuezhi Qingchenxi and Da Wei·Lijie for your support. Thanks to everyone who votes and collects every day. Thank you for your support. zzang, zzang. O(∩_∩)O)

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