I tried and tried and tried different ways of describing the vision for a scene from JOTY 3 but could never quite get it right. I ended up going a different way for what ended up getting published, but felt a little regretful that the scene as envisioned would never be known, as I personally thought it quite charming.
I remain eternally grateful to my dear friend samura1pizzacat for accepting my cry for help in bringing the scene to life. It is even more perfect & beautiful than what was in my head (it looks like a something out of a manhwa or webtoon)!
If you haven’t see her other IOTNBO/PBIO work, check it out on twitter & show her some love for sharing her talent with us.
And with that please enjoy the kiss that wasn’t. A non-kiss, kiss.
Except from Journal of a Teenage Year, chapter 3: 가을 | Autumn
That night, Kang-tae insists on walking her home, despite the already late hour and the creeping cold.
When they reach her house gate, Moon-young reaches for him, wrapping her arms around his waist and tucking herself under his chin. She feels one of his hands rest on the back of her head, and she smiles against his chest.
Kang-tae smells like a new beginning.
“I promise,” she whispers. “I promise to take care of your heart.”
And before Kang-tae can even get a word in, Moon-young rises on her toes and kisses his cheek. In a flash she’s out of his arms and has run up to her front door.
“I better see you tomorrow morning at the bus stop!” she yells before slipping inside.
She can hear Kang-tae’s answering laugh through the door.
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I mentioned that I had to cut one of my favorite scenes from Journal of a Teenage Year Chapter 4: 겨울 | WINTER but here it is anyway! There are actually two scenes here, meant to be read one right after the other. The first just sets up the second.
I decided to cut them for various reasons: 1) there were too many of these short scenes that made the story jump around too much, 2) I wanted to handle their living situation a different way, and 3) it would have dragged the story out and not pushed it forward.
As always, these are not unedited but I hope you enjoy them still.
As for the announcement: I’m going to be taking a small break from writing. I posted my first IOTNBO fic on July 7th so it’s been 2.5 months of writing or editing nearly every day. I’m a little burnt out, not to mention my real life is going to get a lot busier. I will still update a “tame me” and “love is a game” as I have time, but I hope this break will let me return refreshed and ready to write something new again. As I mentioned, my “to write” list is like 8 fics long so it isn’t that I am out of ideas! Thank you for all the support these last months, and I hope to meet you again in with something good in the future.
When school starts up again, it is a much more relaxed affair. With the college entrance exam behind them, seniors just need to attend a few weeks of class and sit for their finals before they graduate. There is a visible lightness among students, a giddy anticipation of things to come, and there is more laughter, more playfulness, than their hallways and classrooms have seen all year.
It’s too cold to sit in the courtyard, so he sits with Moon-young in a classroom where they warm themselves with an electric heater. Jaesu is with them, seemingly the only one who will brave their “disgusting display of affection” (his words) and he’s mouthing off about plans for graduation and after. Moon-young sips from her carton of coffee milk and scribbles in her journal as she listens to them bicker about whether they should find a place to live together once they move to Seoul.
“You haven’t even heard from your schools yet,” Kang-tae points out.
“I know I scored high enough on the entrance exam to get in,” Jaesu points out. “They have to take me.”
“I don’t think that’s how it works.”
Jaesu just ignores him. “Maybe we should plan a trip to Seoul next weekend to see what’s available. I’m sure places are already getting snapped up!”
Kang-tae glances at Moon-young who stares pointedly back at him, eyebrow raised.
“Let’s talk about this once we hear back from our schools,” Kang-tae tries to be the voice of reason.
Jaesu’s eyes narrow. “Don’t tell me…” He points a finger at Kang-tae then Moon-young.
“Jaesu…”
“Moon Kang-tae! How could you do this to me!”
Moon-young snickers.
Kang-tae shoots her an exasperated look. She isn’t helping the situation. “Nothing has been decided yet, okay? Can we please talk about this once we know for sure we all got in?”
“You got a higher test score than I did, and Moon-young is smarter than both of us put together. It’s a no brainer,” Jaesu scoffs.
“What could go wrong?”
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That weekend finds them at yet another book store, Kang-tae trailing after Moon-young as she makes her way up and down the aisles, half distracted in her search for her next acquisitions.
He clears his throat. “So, about what Jaesu was saying earlier.”
“Hm?” Moon-young looks up from the book in her hand. “Ah, about you wanting to move in with me.”
Kang-tae rubs at the back of his neck. “Well, I was just thinking--”
He watches as she steps past him and moves to another aisle. Kang-tae scurries after her.
“I know it’s not normally done, and, of course, I would ask your father--”
Moon-young suddenly stops, and Kang-tae nearly collides into her. She spins around to face him.
“Why should you ask him?” she questions, stepping closer. Her eyes flicker up at him, her lips twisted into a teasing smile. “What, are you asking him to marry me?”
Kang-tae gasps and sputters. “I--I...”
She laughs. “Oh, look at your ears,” Moon-young says with affection as she reaches up to brush his hair that has fallen over his eyes. “Besides, my father isn’t the person you should be asking.”
With that, Moon-young turns on her heel again to continue her casual peruse of the stacks. Once again, Kang-tae is left trying to catch up with her.
“What does that mean?” he asks. “Who do I need to ask?”
Moon-young pulls a book from the shelf and skims the back cover. “Shouldn’t you be asking me?” she replies.
Kang-tae feels his face flush. “Oh, right.”
She raises an eyebrow at him, returning the book to the shelf and walking away.
He follows. “You don’t want to?”
“Are you asking me?”
Kang-tae squares his shoulders. “Moon-young.”
“Hm?”
“Do you want to live with me?”
The book in her hand closes with a snap. Finally, she turns to face him.
“Sure, why not?” Moon-young replies coolly, but the sparkle in her eye and the way she’s smiling at him give her happiness away.
Samura1pizzacat is back with another stunningly beautiful vid and art for Journal of a Teenage Year.
I have grown so attached to this story and what I appreciate most is how she gets all the details and does their story so much justice. She doesn’t miss a beat. Not a single emotion. I am forever grateful.
Please show her some appreciation for sharing her gift!
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They agree to check their statuses at the same time.
Tucked away in a quiet corner of a coffee shop, their half emptied mugs at their side, they log into the university portal.
There is a nervous energy that is zinging through him, making his fingers shake and his leg bounce. As he waits for the site to load, Kang-tae closes his eyes and slaps a hand over his wildly beating heart.
I'm reaching the end of JOTY and I'm feeling very sad and sentimental. I feel like I want to do something to commemorate the end of this series but what??
