The next afternoon Aryan asked Riya to meet him in the library.
When she arrived, he handed her a small notebook.
"What's this?" she asked.
"A journal," Aryan said.
Riya looked confused.
"A journal?"
Aryan nodded.
"When I move to the new city, we won't see each other every day."
He paused.
"But if you write your thoughts here, it will feel like we're still sharing our days."
Riya opened the notebook.
The first page already had a sentence written on it.
"For the girl who changed my life."
Riya smiled.
"This is sweet."
Aryan laughed.
"I'm glad you like it."