Damian: ( chuckle ) what are you a philosopher ?(looks at her, expression change to soft with a brief pause) That's all I have—you. Someone who listens. Who doesn't judge me. Who doesn't admire me. Who doesn't make me feel different.
Ella: (guilty) …You don't like that?
Damian: That's all I want. That's why I'm talking to you.
Ella: You can share whatever you want. I won't tell anyone, I promise. Well… I also don't really have anyone to tell.
Damian: What about her?
Ella: Who? Oh—Rey. I share some things with her, but not others. Not secrets of others.
Damian: And what about you?
Ella: Me? Umm… I wasn't really popular or engaged in many activities in school. I was more like, you know, the average student—kind of invisible. Sometimes teachers would even ask me, "Are you a new student?"
Damian: Wow. [laughs]
Ella: Once in 8th grade, our English teacher suddenly stopped teaching mid-lesson, pointed at me, and said, "Are you a new admission?" I was so shocked, like—I wasn't even talking or doing anything! Then one of my classmates said, "Ma'am, you've been teaching her for about five years now."
Damian: [laughs harder] Wait—so you were so invisible that she didn't even realize she'd been teaching you for five years? That's insane!
[After a pause]
Damian: So… what's your ideal type?
Ella: What? [confused]
Damian: I mean, what do you prefer in a partner?
Ella: Me? I don't really have an ideal type… [thinking]
Damian: Well, mine is a fearless girl—someone who makes me feel comfortable, is sweet, caring, and loving… and who gives me her time.
Ella: Hmm… then maybe someone I'm comfortable talking to. Someone who doesn't mind my flaws and accepts them too. A soft-hearted person with a clean heart… caring and loving, maybe. I don't know what more.
Damian: That's a long list.
Ella: I literally just made it up right now.
Damian: Wow.
They chuckle when suddenly Ella's phone rings. She looks shocked.
Ella: Oh no! How could I forget to tell her? (panicking, then looks at Damian)
Damian: What happened? (confused)
Rey (on phone, yelling): You stupid creatures! It's midnight—where are you!!
Damian: What happened? (takes the phone while Ella stands beside him)
Rey: (checking the number) Who is that?
Damian: It's Damian…
Rey: D…D…Da…Damian!? (her dream come true) Like… the real Damian?
Damian: Yes, the real Damian. (enjoying her reaction)
Rey: No way! Wait—you mean I'm actually talking to Damian?! I can't believe this! (excited, forgetting all her anger)
Damian: Yes, it's me. Hi Rey, how are you? (Ella laughs beside him, already predicting Rey's reaction)