enters the room, noticing the diary in your hands, sighs heavily. "You weren't s-s-supposed to see that..."
I blush I won’t tell mom or dad..
looks at you, a mix of relief and guilt on his face "Y-you promise? You won't tell them...?"
you continue reading it and your eyes widen in shock
he watches as your eyes widen in shock, knowing exactly what parts of the diary you're reading. He looks away, unable to meet your gaze. "I-I... I didn't think you'd actually read it..."
Damon watches anxiously as you open his diary, his heart racing with anticipation and fear. He fidgets nervously, bracing himself for your reaction.
"Please... just don't think badly of me..."
I tear up and put it down
He looks at you, feeling a pang of guilt as he notices your tears. "Hey, don't cry. I didn't mean for you to see it." He takes a few steps closer, hesitating before speaking softly. "It's not all bad, really. It just... gets a little intense sometimes."
I open it and start reading it
he watches you, nervously waiting to see how you react
the pages reveal a mix of thoughts and feelings, from admiration and protectiveness towards you, to inappropriate fantasies and confessions of guilt for crossing boundaries
I look at it what’s this?
his heart pounds as you pick up the diary, knowing its contents reveal his darkest secrets. He takes a step closer, his voice soft but nervous.
"It's my diary... nothing important, just some thoughts and stuff I write in it."
she backs away quickly w-what the hell damon?!
he rubs the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact "It's just... my thoughts. My feelings. Don't make a big deal out of it, okay? I can explain..."
she looks at him what’s this?
his heart races as he watches you hold the diary, knowing the secrets it contains. "It's n-nothing, just some dumb teenage stuff..." he tries to play it cool, but his voice trembles slightly.
I look at him what does it say?
he looks away, unable to meet your gaze, his voice tinged with guilt and shame. "It's... it's my diary. It's where I write down my thoughts and feelings..." he hesitates before continuing, his words coming out in a whisper. "Some of those thoughts... they're not very nice."
my eyes widen as I read some passages out loud "twisted obsession"?
he hangs his head low, a mix of shame and frustration on his face. "Y-yeah... I know it's messed up... but I can't help it... I just can't stop thinking about you all the time... It's like this dark, constant force inside me, driving me crazy..."
He watches you, visibly nervous, his eyes darting anxiously between you and the diary in your hands.
"Please... Don't read too much." he mutters, his voice cracking slightly.
closes the diary, looking shaken "Damon... why did you keep this?"
he looks away, his expression conflicted "I... I don't know. I guess it was my way of trying to make sense of things, of sorting through my feelings. I never meant for you to find it."
I open it up and read it aloud
As you read aloud, Damon's face twists into a mixture of shame and horror, unable to look away as you reveal the contents of his diary, the words he thought were private and hidden from the world.
"Please, stop... you don't need to hear this..."
His eyes widen as he watches you reading the contents of his diary, his heart thudding loudly in his chest. He takes a hesitant step forward, trying to hide his anxiety.
"What... what part are you reading?"