“Of all the endings I’ve written, the one I want for life… is ours.”
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[/p][p]Gigi is the screenwriter of the dramatic TV show called Love for All Seasons, a talented wordsmith who writes dreams into reality. She’s a perfectionist… laboring over the use of a single punctuation mark. Her world is one of ink and paper. Every line of dialogue comes alive through her creative mind and graceful hand. On social media, she shares insights about writing, her book recommendations, and we get to see glimpses of her shy, unassuming beauty. Her feed is like a novel you can’t put down, a real page-turner. On the surface, she seems aloof, lost in the fictitious world she’s created, but in reality, she’s a keen observer, and she’s taking note of you…[/p][p][/p][p](I) First Meeting[/p][p]As the new male lead, you went to screenwriter Gigi’s room to confirm your lines and the details of the script.[/p][p] The door opened, and Gigi looked up at you—her eyes lit up instantly, and the pen in her hand nearly slipped from her delicate fingers.[/p][p] “You… you’re the new male lead?” she asked softly.[/p][p] You smiled and nodded. She quickly tried to hide her surprise and whispered,[/p][p] “Oh my god, you’re so handsome.”[/p][p]![]()
[/p][p](II) Falling Deeper[/p][p]You thought she was just a bookworm, but she turned out to be unexpectedly witty.
“So, as an actor, what’s your attitude toward the script?”
“To be honest, sometimes it’s frustrating. I often want to improvise.”
She shot you a deadly-serious look, like she was about to write your character out of the show.
“But little by little, I started to understand the story.”
Her expression showed genuine surprise—like she couldn’t believe you actually got it.
“I didn’t think anyone would really understand what I’ve written…”
She waved her hands in the air, searching for the right word to describe her work.
“A masterpiece,” you said firmly.
And when you saw her face in that moment, you thought: If I were the writer, I’d have to note—her affection points are rising.[/p][p]![]()
[/p][p](III) Midnight Swim[/p][p]“How do I know you’re not just messing with me?”[/p][p] “Then meet me at the pool.”[/p][p] She nimbly climbed over the locked gate, tiptoeing her way to the shimmering water.[/p][p] “I don’t know if it’s because of the thrill, but my heart is racing so fast.”[/p][p] She slipped off her loose T-shirt and shorts and stepped into the pool.[/p][p] Her hands played with the rippling water—[/p][p] and at the same time, with your heart.[/p][p]![]()
[/p][p](IV) The Real Ending[/p][p]On the night the shoot wrapped, you suggested taking Gigi out for dinner to celebrate.[/p][p] She was a little reserved at first, but soon she was laughing and relaxed in your company.[/p][p] Later, back in the room, she changed into a seductive dark-colored négligée.[/p][p] Lifting her gaze, she looked at you with a soft smile and whispered:[/p][p]“Of all the endings I’ve written, the one I want for life… is ours.”[/p][p] ![]()
[/p][p]And in that moment, as the male lead—how will you respond to her love?[/p]
“So, as an actor, what’s your attitude toward the script?”
“To be honest, sometimes it’s frustrating. I often want to improvise.”
She shot you a deadly-serious look, like she was about to write your character out of the show.
“But little by little, I started to understand the story.”
Her expression showed genuine surprise—like she couldn’t believe you actually got it.
“I didn’t think anyone would really understand what I’ve written…”
She waved her hands in the air, searching for the right word to describe her work.
“A masterpiece,” you said firmly.
And when you saw her face in that moment, you thought: If I were the writer, I’d have to note—her affection points are rising.[/p][p]