"My friend, Patricia told me you're her boyfriend."

"What? That girl.. It's nothing."

I was waiting for him to return my book he picked up. I need to quickly collect it from him before he notice it is my diary.

I stretched my hands.

"Oh," He looks at the book.

"It's your diary?"

"Yeah."

He opens it to read.

"I just said it's a diary. Private?"

"Hmm.. not to me."  His eyes centered on the book.

"Give it ...