Imagination

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'I want to tell the world how much I adore you. I want everyone to know how much I love you, my mate, my destiny, mine...'

"She wrote into it," I said with a smile.

"Who?"

"Ridia."

"Ah, that amateur writer..."

"She is an amateur, but she writes all of the story with all of her heart."

"She? So, that writer is a woman? Why do you know that? You are her friend?"

"No, but I know almost everything about her. Of course, I know from what she writes."

"Almost everything? What did she write about?"

"Someone she loves."

"Isn't that just a fantasy category? All of them seem to have tragic endings."

I laugh. "You read it too? Yeah, but it left me with goosebumps after reading her story. Oh, you know his pen name was one of the names of Angel?"

She looked at me surprisingly, but suddenly she got up from her chair and started taking coffee.

"Ridia, one of the five angels of rain... maybe she loves rain so much, like you," I said and laughed.

"I didn't ask that," she replied without looking at me and then walked toward her desk.

"I want her to write again. Somehow, every pain she writes about feels beautiful. It is like every story she writes based on her experience."

She didn't answer but I knew there was an emotion in her eyes, even her face was as blank as before.

Of course, I know her secret without anybody realizing it. She didn't know that I knew she was the person behind the name 'Ridia'.

I still don't know the reason why she hid her identity, even though her story is now well known in the faraway country she lived in.

After she won the second-best romance fantasy novel category in the novel contest, suddenly she stopped writing, even in the media, and many people looking for her.

She also didn't come to that award, but people already know her fame. So, why didn't she take advantage of that?

"Hey, Nina."

"Hmmm?"

"If you are an author,"

"I am not," she hissed.

I laugh again. "If... just imagine that, okay?"

"I won't."

"Geez, if you are an author, will you want to become famous?"

"Of course, all authors will say yes, they will feel happy just because so many people read their works."

"Yeah, but you know Ridia is a weird author?"

Her gaze turned to me and made me feel under pressure. Did I say too much?

"Why do you think like that?"

"She got fame, then hid and disappeared without anyone knowing who she was. What do you think?"

"Maybe there was something that happened suddenly, or maybe she felt getting famous was heavier than she ever thought, or maybe there was another reason that made her decide to stop."

"Is that so? Well if the case is like that, I will not insist, even if I love her work. I want to know if the main character of that story, in the end, meets her lover or not."

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