Chorong had always been an introvert. She would rather stay home to watch her favorite TV shows, cleaning out a jar of peanut butter and occasionally rereading Pride and Prejudice for the ninth time while the rest of the world continued to socialize.    

 Taehyung had always been good at making friends. He could buy some Gatorade at a convenience store and end up befriending the middle-aged cashier behind the counter or ride the bus and end up having fifty inside jokes with his seatmate before he gets to his stop. 

 Together, they were like a run-on sentence: Two entirely separate thoughts colliding with each other to form a string of words, woven together together to form a chaotic kind of beauty.

Extended Summary:

In which Taehyung and Chorong write a story, but ends up writing theirs instead. 

When Taehyung borrowed Chorong's math notes for upcoming exam, he wasn't supposed to find the unfinished story she'd written at the back of the notebook. 

She wasn't supposed to let anyone see those words. He wasn't supposed to read her thoughts on paper. She wasn't supposed to get her notebook back, only to find that her story had been continued.

He wasn't supposed to return the notebook with his own words ending the sentence she never finished. 

They weren't supposed to leave pieces of themselves with some ink on cheap notebook paper, to write a story woven with random thoughts and fleeting moments. 

But with one fateful exam and a typical ruled Math notebook, it happens anyway.