August 2nd

Today, In-woo headed to work without me. When I attempted to join him, he shot me a stern yet endearing look and insisted I stay home. The situation stems from our previous altercation that caught his CEO’s attention. The CEO had commented on how well I treat In-woo and suggested he should be more tolerant, which irritated In-woo. Strangely, his frustration was directed at me rather than the CEO. 

I find this unfair – how am I responsible for someone else’s observations, especially when I remained silent? While I may have been manipulative at times, my genuine care for him is undeniable. I wish he could see that. His interest in returning to work likely stems from the script he discovered recently – thanks to my influence, I might add. Despite his cold demeanor and occasional harshness, I find his aloofness oddly charming. He’s just too adorable… 

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August 6th

A milestone achievement today – I shared all three meals with In-woo. It’s reassuring to know he’s consuming proper, nutritionally balanced meals I prepared instead of unhealthy instant foods. When he suggested using nutrient capsules as an alternative, I explained the importance of traditional Korean dining culture and the irreplaceable value of homemade meals prepared with care. He dismissed my explanation, calling me a “ridiculous alien” for making such a fuss. Though his words were harsh, watching him enjoy his meals made it all worthwhile. 

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August 20th

In-woo visited his mother today, declining my company. This marks my longest period alone at home. The experience reminds me of a pet awaiting its owner’s return. I spent the time in a static state, my persistent depression leaving me lost in empty thoughts. I understand his mother holds a special place in his heart – blood relations typically do for humans. 

Unlike In-woo’s relationship with his mother, I have no recollection of mine. I deliberately erased those memories, which, in retrospect, suggests they weren’t worth preserving. Unlike my cherished moments with In-woo, my relationship with my mother must have been strained. She likely resented my ability to read her thoughts – her doctor mentioned she struggled with my presence. The pain of her rejection in my youth led me to erase everything. 

None of that matters now. In-woo is my only source of love, though I know he’d reject my true self if he knew. When he finally returned at nightfall, he scolded me for sitting on the floor and tossed me some red ginseng from his mother before retreating to his room. The closed door between us left me feeling melancholic. I was tempted to break our agreement and peek inside, but I remained faithful to our promise. 

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August 22nd

In-woo allowed me into his bedroom last night, though the bed remained off-limits. When I tried to join him there, he shooed me away like a disobedient pet. His forceful rejection was oddly thrilling. He provided me with a thin summer blanket, claiming the season made it sufficient, before turning away and falling asleep. His vulnerable state in my presence was tempting, but I maintained my self-control, holding onto future aspirations. 

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September 5th

Raseti’s unexpected visit brought mixed feelings. They appeared reinvigorated despite their heavy workload, efficiently managing Ezel. In-woo welcomed them warmly, and their animated conversation excluded me entirely. When Raseti requested assistance, In-woo promptly sent me to the spaceship, showing no concern for our separation. His indifference stung. 

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September 13th

After an eternal week, I’ve returned. I immediately embraced In-woo upon arrival, surprised by his unusually tolerant response. He seemed somewhat pleased to see me, though not overtly enthusiastic. I restrained my desire to kiss him, reminding myself that patience yields rewards. 

I presented him with two gifts: a brilliant Atarect crystal and a specialized defensive weapon resembling a gun. In-woo’s reaction to the latter was predictably cautious, citing Korean gun laws. Despite my attempts to explain its sophisticated targeting system and safety features – including its limited power comparable to anti-aircraft missiles and precise elimination capabilities – he remained skeptical. His distrust was disappointing; I simply wanted to ensure his protection. 

The crystal received a similarly lukewarm reception. Though initially hesitant, he accepted it when I described it simply as a jewel, despite his apparent unease.