Chapter 5:

I LOVE YOU

A Diary Called Love


IN PRESENT

After he read the line in the chapter where he said "I LOVE YOU," He became angry with himself, which made him very depressed because the girl(Noa) to whom he said I LOVE YOU in the past and the same girl, he made her leave him.

He started to read the NEXT CHAPTER  with full regret, even though he was sad; his main motive was to complete the DIARY.


IN DIARY


Both Noa and Isamu start to narrate.

Note from ISAMU AND NOA: From now on, we have decided to narrate the story together in the 3rd person view because from that time we are not different perspectives, WE BECOME UNITED ONE BY UNITING OUR HEARTS AND FEELINGS IN IT.

 So....after the huge moment, we...sorry, Isamu and Noa were left speechless. Isamu waited anxiously for Noa's response, feeling a mix of hope and apprehension. Deep down, he was certain she would say yes; their connection was undeniable.

 However, he longed for her to voice it from her heart, to truly express the feelings they both shared. But the thing that happened next was unexpected, because she did not look happy or excited; instead that she looked anxious and nervous. (BECAUSE IT IS NOT A FICTIONAL, FOR THEM IT IS THEIR LIFE, SO THEY SHOULD MAKE A WISE DECISION. SHE CANNOT TELL 'OK' LIKE A TYPICAL HEROINE FROM STORIES AND MOVIES)

 “I know we’ve had our struggles,” he(Isamu) tells gently.

He is trying to bridge the gap of uncertainty. “But I believe we can find a way through. We’re different now, Noa. We’ve grown.”

 Noa looked into his eyes, searching for assurances.


The silence stretched between them, filled with both hope and hesitation. They were at a crossroad, and today would determine the path they chose together—or apart.


Suddenly, Noa came near Isamu and gave him a gentle hug, pouring positive love energy into him. 

At that moment, Isamu promised himself, "From now on, I will never leave you... ever, Noa. I will hold onto this hug until our death, which continues into the next eternity."

 And then, as if the universe was in sync with their feelings, it began to rain*RAIN STARTS TO DROP OUT OF THE SKY*.

And the scene is so cinematic for them. Yet,' the rain did not reduce the warmth or heat of their love'.

 Noa released her embrace and her arms from Isamu, and they held each other’s gaze as never before. Isamu admired her beauty, while Noa found a kind of elegance in his eyes.

 Their faces were so close that it felt like the distance between the upper eyelid and lower eyelid, an intimate moment that felt unique to them.

After they get closer and closer, and they both gently hit their forehead together,

After they drew nearer, they gently pressed their foreheads together, experiencing a beautiful moment they called a FOREHEAD TOUCH—one that felt far more romantic and heart-warming than a "KISS". As they shared this intimate gesture, smiles blossomed on their faces. 

They shook their heads in disbelief, overwhelmed by the rush of emotions that filled the air around them.

After a while, the Rain started to pour heavily, so they ran by holding their hands and went to a nearby shelter-like area. 

Isamu asks, "Mmm...then."

Noa asks, "Then what?"

Isamu tells, "Still, you did not say that word to me."

Noa" oh..oh..it takes some time, bruh...but you will get it soon, don't worry."
Isamu accepts "OK..MADAM, take your time."

They both shared some delightful words, expressing themselves completely to each other without holding anything back.


Their conversation turned toward their families, revealing deeper layers of their hearts. "Noa," Isamu began, his voice soft and sincere, "can I ask you something? It might sound a bit strange, but what do you think of when you think of your father?" She paused for a moment, the warmth in her chest mingling with a hint of sadness. "My dad... he was my hero. He always believed in me, even when I doubted myself. I remember how he used to lift me, both literally and figuratively. He taught me to be strong and face my fears. Sometimes, I wish I could tell him how much he means to me." Her eyes shimmered as she shared her thoughts, and Isamu felt a pang of empathy. "I get that," he replied, his gaze steady on her. "I often think about my mom. She's been my rock through everything. Whenever I faced challenges, she reminded me to keep pushing forward. It's almost as if I carry her strength within me. And sometimes, I just want to hold her and let her know how grateful I am for everything she’s done for me."

Her heart swelled at his words, and she felt an undeniable connection strengthening between them. "I’m glad too, Isamu. It feels like we’re beginning to create our own story—even amid our pasts and family ties. It’s almost poetic, don’t you think?" With the rhythmic sound of the rain surrounding them, they continued to share more of their hopes, dreams, and fears. 

In that moment, they discovered not only each other but also the beautiful intertwining of their journeys, their shared laughter echoing softly like a melody in the distance. What started as a simple conversation had transformed into a profound sharing of souls, revealing the depth of their emotions and the hope for a future where they could support one another, just as their parents had done for them.

 Each word they exchanged felt like a piece of their hearts being stitched together, sealing an unbreakable bond forged in the warmth of their vulnerability and mutual understanding.

 They certainly weren't aware that they would form such a bond in just one day of meeting because "What comes immediately upon seeing is called LOVE.

In simple terms, it was "love at first sight."


A Diary Called Love