The first page of the notebook was filled with writing practice.
It had been written with a ballpoint pen, probably picked up from somewhere.
Awkwardly scribbled, meaningless sentences.

Han Si-hoo
Yoo Seo-ah

The corner of the notebook had names written in it.
There were also some doodles that were impossible to decipher.

As Han Si-hoo turned the pages, he began to see sentences with more meaning.

It rained today.
It rained yesterday.
It rained the day before.

"A diary..."

Han Si-hoo had seen Yoo Seo-ah occasionally writing something in the notebook.
She never …