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The JournalI walked into Teen Top's dorm room.
I was greeted by Byunghun first.
"Sup Chanhee. What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Just... Wanted to visit that's all." He smiled.
"How's the new place?" He asked.
"It's good. But... There's something weird about it..." I mumbled.
"Really? What is it?" He asked.
"Oh... I found this journal under my pillow last night."
"Really? Who did it belong to?" He asked.
"Aera..." His eyes widen.
"Really?! Can I come over and see?" He asked.
I nodded.
"Okay. You can come over now. We can figure out why it was left here." He nodded and putted on his shoes.
"Let's go." He said. I nodded and we started heading to my apartment.
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Byunghun was flipping through the pages.
"It's really Aera's... It's got her handwriting and everything. But why is there only two pages that's actually writen? And why does it keep on saying 'READ TOMORROW' or 'READ IN TWO DAYS' or 'READ IN THREE DAYS' and so on?" He asked.
"I don't know myself. Maybe I should wait until it gets to a certain page where it gives me hints." He nodded in agreement.
"Anyways... I got a schedule to do in a couple of minutes. I gotta go. Tell me when more pages turn out okay?" I nodded.
"Kay. Bye." Then, he left.
"I'm hungry... Maybe I'll get something to eat." I walked into the bathroom, and started washing my face. I grabbed a towel and started drying my face with it.
I looked back at the mirror and screamed.
Aera's face appeared in the mirror.
"You weren't supposed to tell anyone."
Then she disappeared.
W-Was that Aera?
Was it really her?
But why did she appear in the mirror?
She's not... Dead, is she?
She can't be dead. It would've been notified to me!
I shook my head.
There's no way she can be dead.
She's probably living her life happily without me.
I walked out of the bathroom, put on my shoes and ran to the bus stop.
I got inside the bus, and got a seat.
I closed my eyes.
Who said I was happy?
I'm not happy without you, Lee Chanhee.
Find me.
Please find me...
I need your help...
You, and only you.
Alone.
Please find me.
There's not much time.
Please find me...
I open my eyes with shock.
Was that Aera?!
I need... To find her?
She needs my help?
I looked at my lap and saw the journal.
I flipped it open, and started going through the pages.
There were entries. Lots and lots of them.
But it stopped, when it hit the middle of the book.
She wanted me to help her.
She wanted me to find her.
With this journal of hers...
It'll probably lead me right to her...
I guess... This is what I have to do...
And I have to do this...
Alone.
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