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@sthongbin
What a curious case.
This is what Ahreum thought of as she went through her numerous files, notes handwritten. Graphite was smudged against the pages and she recalled many nights in which she struggled to form the right words for her diagnosis. She had managed to replace each and every one with other words along the way. Which was why she preferred working with pencil. She wondered if Hongbin will be able to find her writing intelligible. She squinted, her face moving closer to the pages. She supposed it was alright.
They had agreed to meet at the park near the forest. Instead of their usual hang out in the library, she figured that it would be beneficial for him to help her pick up some herbs. Though she grew some of her own, not many had the patience or space to do so. And seeing as she had missed the woods, she figured it would be hitting two birds with one stone. Sitting on one of the many park benches spread in the vicinity, she tried to mark pages that were necessary. Most of the drawings of the plants were accurate and realistic. Not that she needed it to be, seeing as she did have quite a good memory. But it was a nice addition.
She glanced at her wristwatch -- an item her uncle had given her -- and realized she was a few minutes early. Hopefully the younger would also want to be a little bit earlier today too. It was a nice day, after all.
