Eunchae Star Diary Novels & Stories

Amidst the anxiousness, I opened the diary. [1st August 2054. Rainy. I met her while waiting for the bus today. She seemed to have just come from a talent show. She was still in her dance shoes. She looked beautiful. A driver came to pick her up, so I couldn't talk to her, but I really liked her.] [6th October 2054. Gloomy. She accidentally stained her pair of shoes during lunch. She threw them into the bin after only wearing them once. I picked them up, washed them, and placed them in my closet. I'll think of her every time I see the shoes.]

David's snoring in the bed beside me, oblivious to what had happened. His arm slung over the pillow where my head should be. But I'm here, in the dim glow of my phone screen, scribbling this out in my diary, because if I don't, it'll eat me alive. Today wasn't just a slip; it was a dive, headfirst into something I've been circling for months. Or years, if I'm honest. ***** At Zephyra Art Gallery, I didn't just let it happen. I started it. Me. Poppy. The good wife, the one who packs David's lunch with snacks, fruit and love notes. What the hell is wrong with me?

#60. How Madly Seductive... December 24th. What that number implied was no longer a simple date. It was a cruel signal of farewell that Haneul Jang foretold to the world, and an ominous countdown that Yuhwan absolutely never wanted to admit. The surgery and rehabilitation treatment in Germany, the sudden return to the country, and this brilliant flame burning as if fulfilling a last wish. Wanting to rake through the youth's tender inner thoughts while soothing his burning thirst even with strong alcohol, Yuhwan forced himself to swallow his surging desire, recalling Haneul's pale complexion and tomorrow's match schedule.

“We can work out after dinner.” “Hana, you are crazy,” He mutters, not meeting her eyes. The heat from her gaze will break his resolve. “Your body is still weak. I don’t want to kill you from exhaustion.” “I ordered toys that you wanted to use on me.” Ahn Hana puts down the fork and knife on the plate after finishing her meal. “Actually, Eun Soh Chun is back.” “What?” Do Sejin widens his eyes. “Who is back?” “Eun Soh Chun is alive.” She says, “Right now, he is at his home with his mother. It’s already on the news. Haven’t you checked your phone?”

I tried to open the diary but it has a number lock, I used her birthday and birth month but it didn't opened, I used her year of birth it also didn't worked I used her friends birthdays and everything nothing worked, for a trial I thought of checking my birthday, I know she won't use mine but I did just for kind of satisfaction but strangely it worked, so her password is my birthday but why she used my birthday instead of all the people she loved I opened the diary, all the things are about her fun doing with her friends, she wrote about our meeting in elevator and about her first kiss too wahhh she called me cute, then why she never said that infront of me, girls are way mysterious this is

Ha-Neul bit his lower lip looking at Tae-Hoon. “And who is your goddess?” he asked squinting his eyes. “Wang... Wang Hye-Rin.” Ha-Neul was smiling shyly like a teenager in love. Tae-Hoon wanted to laugh so hard but he controlled himself. “You cannot meet her.” Tae-Hoon pursed his lips. “Why? Is she not available today?” Ha-Neul felt dejected. “No, actually... she has decided to retire. We are going to announce this news soon.” Tae-Hoon said not wanting to burst the fantasy bubble Ha-Neul had about his so-called goddess.

If she was Korean, I might still have the chance but hello! Mabuti na lang Senior didn’t wrote her diary on Japanese, she gives me the vibe of being an otaku dahil she have the same title and name of a famous romance anime! I could help but silently face palm my forehead. Senior, what were you thinking… I could help but lampooned. I took a breath and started reading the diary. It was a total of three pages.

You said you weren't going to meet the ml today} 'I took it in case one wasn't going to be enough for me. I mean the flasks are damn small, and this body needs its nutrients' {...} Just then Tae Rin received a text message; "I wouldn't be able to sit with you at lunch today,please eat without me." Tae Rin grinned, she was expecting this. She raised the phone up to Yeonas face level,"See I'm free now. The second lunchbox belongs to you. Let's go eat!"

- she explained. - Okay, I got it, sunbae.- Hyun Woo replied, pushing the swivel chair completely under his desk, picked up the telephone receiver and dialed the number to the "Cherry Blossom Beauty" clinic, which was on their website.

Her eyes had a crystal clear depth to them. "What's your name?" It wasn't until the director spoke that all the casting judges came back to their senses, as if from a beguiling dream. "I am Maezhei Dayone from Star Entertainment." Director Martin shared glances with his assistant director, the producer, and the screenwriter before saying, "Oh, Star Entertainment! Silica's junior?" "Yes." she replied. "I didn't know that Star Entertainment was hiding a beauty!" The producer said while looking at her from head to toe.