Yohan’S Diary ~Season 2~
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Yohan Victor(Young)
*Groaning*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Where am I?
Nurse
A ball hit you during P.E. Rest here for a bit.
Nurse
*Glances at the door*
Nurse
Oh—your classmate insisted on checking in.
Tristan walks in, hands shoved in pockets, pretending to look uninterested.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Tch~
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Can’t even dodge a ball?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Pathetic
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Frowns*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Tristan?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Staring at him*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
What, cat got your tongue?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Don’t look at me like that.
Yohan Victor(Young)
💭Am I dreaming?
Yohan Victor(Young)
💭He looks so young...
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Hey!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
I’m not here because I care or anything.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Just… teacher told me to check.
Yohan Victor(Young)
He even sounds the same…
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Huh? What did you say?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Eyes fixed on Tristan*
Yohan Victor(Young)
You don’t have to act tough.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I know you, Tristan.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Startled*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
What the hell do you mean “you know me”?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Don’t get cocky just because you got yourself knocked out.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiles faintly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
You were there when I closed my eyes for the last time.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Singing me lullaby...
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Taken aback*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Cheeks flushing* W–What are you talking about, idiot?!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Have you completely lost it?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Whispering* Maybe I have… or maybe I’ve been given a second chance.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Muttering* Stupid… always saying weird things…
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Just rest, okay?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Before you hurt yourself again.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Chuckle* Even when you bully me, you’re gentle.
Tristan storms out, slamming the door, but his heartbeat races.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
What the heck is wrong with him.
Yohan stares at the ceiling, his chest tightening— from the memory.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Tristan… you tried so hard to smile for me, but I saw you breaking.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Every night by my bed, pretending not to cry.
He closes his eyes, the sound of a lullaby echoing in his memory—the same lullaby Tristan sang when his breath grew weaker.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I’m sorry… I left you so soon.
Yohan Victor(Young)
We barely had days together as husbands…
Yohan Victor(Young)
And still, you stayed.
A tear slips down Yohan’s cheek. His mind drifts back to the words he wrote in his diary, his last gift to Tristan.
"Tristan, I wish in the next life we can still be together—rival, enemy, friend, companion… the person who will always be part of my life. Don’t cry for me when I leave. I want you to be happy. To stay the same person I once knew before."
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Lips curve in a faint smile*
Yohan Victor(Young)
And now… here we are.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Back to the start.
Yohan Victor(Young)
You’re still the same
Yohan Victor(Young)
But this time… I won’t waste it.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I’ll protect that smile you tried so hard to keep for me.
The door suddenly opens again—Tristan peeks in, pretending to look annoyed.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You’re still crying?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Damn, you’re hopeless.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Wiping his tears*
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiles faintly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
I’m glad it’s you seeing me like this.
Tristan freezes, his usual comeback stuck in his throat.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Idiot 😤
He closes the door again...
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Tristan leans against the wall, waiting outside the school nurse office. When Yohan finally steps out, Tristan looks away quickly, pretending he wasn’t waiting at all.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You made me look bad in class.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Getting knocked out like that.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiling faintly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Sorry...
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Frowns* That’s it?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Just “sorry”?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Normally you’d start yelling at me, saying it was my fault for hitting too hard.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Chuckles*
Yohan Victor(Young)
You always think I’m picking a fight with you.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Because you usually are.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Wrong.
Yohan Victor(Young)
You are the one who always picking a fight
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Hump... 😒
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Anyway…
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Since you caused trouble today, you owe me.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Lunch
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Tomorrow
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Don’t be late.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Okay...
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Huh? Just “okay”?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
No smart remark?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
No “why would I buy you food” or “you wish”?
Yohan Victor(Young)
If it’s you, I don’t mind.
For a second, Tristan forgets how to breathe.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Quickly turning away*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Tch~
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*ears red* You’re acting weird.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Did the ball knock something loose in your head?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Laughs softly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Maybe it fixed something instead.
Tristan glances at him from the corner of his eye, uneasy. This wasn’t the Yohan he knew—the rival who snapped back at every word.
Tristan sits at a corner table, arms crossed, clearly impatient. Yohan walks over with a tray and sets it down gently in front of Tristan.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I bought your favorite.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Pork cutlet, extra sauce.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
How the hell do you know what my favorite is? 🤨
Yohan Victor(Young)
Because I’ve seen you eat it a hundred times.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Choking slightly*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
H-Huh?!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Don’t say creepy stuff like that!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You sound like a stalker.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Laughs softly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Or maybe I just pay attention.
Tristan stares at him, baffled. Normally Yohan would be glaring, making sarcastic comments. But right now, his expression looks… lovestruck and Almost glowing.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Face heating*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
S-Stop looking at me like that!
Yohan Victor(Young)
Like what?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Like—like I’m some kind of… prize you already won or something!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
It's annoying!
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Leaning closer*
Yohan Victor(Young)
That’s because… to me, you are.
Tristan drops his chopsticks, completely flustered. He quickly looks away, covering his red face with his hand.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Muttering* You’re insane… What’s gotten into you?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Yesterday you were the same annoying rival you’ve always been, and now you’re acting like… like you’re in love with me or something.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Without hesitation*
The cafeteria noise seems to fade for Tristan. His heart skips a beat, and he slams his hand on the table to cover up his reaction.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Shut up!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Don’t say that so casually! Idiot!
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Unbothered* I’m not joking, Tristan.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I’m just telling the truth.
Tristan hides behind his drink, ears red, trying to regain his composure, but Yohan’s unwavering gaze keeps breaking through his defenses.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Grumbling* You’re unbelievable.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Acting all sweet all of a sudden…
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Did you hit your head harder than I thought yesterday?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiling* Maybe.
Yohan Victor(Young)
But if it makes me honest about how I feel, then I don’t mind.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Stop saying weird things in public!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
People will hear!
Yohan Victor(Young)
So what if they do?
Yohan Victor(Young)
I don’t care if they know I like you.
Tristan freezes, eyes wide. His ears turn scarlet.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Hissing* Y-You can’t just… say stuff like that!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You’re supposed to argue with me, not… not—!
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Teasing* Not what?
Yohan Victor(Young)
Love you?
Tristan nearly chokes on air. He glares, but his voice trembles.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Idiot… Don’t say that like it’s so easy.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smile softening* It is easy.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Because it's true
Tristan stares at him, caught between wanting to scream and wanting to hide. He shoves a piece of cutlet into his mouth to avoid answering, chewing furiously.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Muttering through food*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You’re so annoying...
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Watching him fondly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
I’m glad I can still see you like this.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Caught off guard*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Huh? What do you mean “still”?
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Shakes his head quickly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Nothing.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Just… you haven’t changed at all.
Yohan Victor(Young)
That’s enough for me.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Tch~ Whatever.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Eat your food before I change my mind and make you pay for tomorrow too.
But as he shovels another bite into his mouth, he can’t stop stealing glances at Yohan’s soft smile—the smile that feels too warm, too familiar, and too dangerous for his heart.
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The Next Day — School Hallways
Girl1
Did you see them yesterday?
Girl1
They are eating lunch together?
Girl2
Not just that—Yohan actually let someone sit next to him.
Boy1
I heard Yohan even bought him food.
Boy1
Like… what’s going on with those two?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*ears twitch*
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Now the whole school thinks we’re… close.
Yohan Victor(Young)
Aren’t we?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
N-Not like that!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You’re making it worse with that stupid smile!
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiling even more* I don’t mind if they misunderstand.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Face burning* I do!
They round the corner, and two classmates immediately pipe up.
Johny
Didn’t know you and Yohan were such good buddies now.
Johny
What happened? Truce?
Micheal
*Snickering* Or maybe… something else?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Shouting* SHUT UP!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
We’re not—!
The class goes quiet, all eyes on them. Yohan just sits down calmly at his desk, looking completely unbothered.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*To Tristan* Getting worked up only makes them more suspicious, you know.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Glaring* You—You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?!
Yohan Victor(Young)
Maybe...
Yohan Victor(Young)
Because it means everyone knows you’re mine.
Tristan chokes on air, stumbling back a step. His face is scarlet. He can’t even come up with a comeback. The class erupts into whispers again, some teasing, some genuinely curious. Tristan storms to his seat, slamming down his bag, but his racing heart betrays him.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
💭Damn it… Why does it feel like he’s the one in control now?
The bell rings for break. Tristan suddenly grabs Yohan’s wrist and pulls him out of the classroom. Students gasp and whisper, some even following with their eyes as the two disappear up the stairs. Tristan pushes open the rooftop door and drags Yohan outside.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiling* You didn’t have to pull me so hard.
Yohan Victor(Young)
If you wanted to be alone with me, you could’ve just asked.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
That’s exactly what I mean! Why are you acting like this?!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Just last week, you couldn’t stand me.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You always called me annoying, said I was a pain, picked fights with me every chance you got.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
And now— now you’re… smiling at me, buying me food, saying stupid things like you like me!
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Why?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Did you hit your head too hard?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Did something happen?
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Tell me the truth!
Yohan looks at him, eyes gentle, as if seeing the Tristan who once held his hand through endless nights of pain.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I realized I don’t want to waste time fighting with you anymore.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Startled* What?
Yohan Victor(Young)
Every time we argued before, I thought you were annoying
Yohan Victor(Young)
But now… I know better.
Yohan Victor(Young)
That it meant you were paying attention to me.
Yohan Victor(Young)
I don’t want to just fight with you. I want to stay by your side.
Tristan’s breath hitches. His chest tightens.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
*Looking away* Y-You can’t just say that like it’s nothing…
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You sound like you’ve been in love with me for years.
Yohan Victor(Young)
*Smiling sadly*
Yohan Victor(Young)
Maybe I have....
Tristan’s eyes widen at the strange weight in Yohan’s words—like he’s speaking from somewhere far deeper than just high school rivalry. He wants to demand more answers, but his heart beats too fast, drowning out his thoughts. He turns his back, hiding his red face.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
You’re impossible.
Tristan Dantes (Young)
Completely Impossible.
Yohan Victor(Young)
And yet… you haven’t let go of my hand.
Tristan realizes he’s still gripping Yohan’s wrist. His fingers loosen immediately, but his face is flushed. He storms off toward the rooftop door, trying to hide how rattled he feels. Yohan just watches him go, smiling faintly, a mix of sadness and love in his eyes.
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