Chapter 37: Fond of you

The apartment was as empty as usual, curtains flickering with the gust, caressing his raven hairs, Ryan sat on his desk, whirling a pen in-between his fingers. Papers scattered on the table, a blue diary decorated in cherry blossom print on its cover, peeked through the rustled papers. The room was chilly even with the heater on. He looked at those papers, scribbles on every paper. He wrote something like a long essay, but his handwriting was way worse to comprehend what he had written.

With all those curves and scribbles in his writing, a bold black word showed itself, gloriously sitting at the top of one of the paper, maybe some title for those long pages of manuscript.

He splattered some ink off his pen on the smooth papers of his diary, on the date, Feb 8th. His hands glided through the papers, writing his heart on it. “Wish you knew how much I care for you. You were