# Ija's Journal (Vol. 3)

**Quest Group**: 1305139
**Steps**: 2
**Source Type**: Knowledge
**Obtained From**: [Ija's Journal (Vol. 3)](/knowledge/12744.md)

## Summary

Day... of Year... I decided to leave the office to establish an institute.
Without the support of Seolhwa, this would have been impossible.
I envisioned a future with her and asked for her hand in marriage.
However, to my surprise... She sent me this in response to my proposal:
Once the winter of the following year passes,
and when the maehwas bloom. Let us be together then.
Our growing feelings for each other have come to an awkward halt.
Only a few days before I was to depart, and the time we spent together was as cold as winter.
Day... of Year... As I was setting off to the south to raise the institute,
Seolhwa's slender fingers reached for my clothes.
My heart wrenched as I watched her wail, an image so unlike her.
I consoled myself, as by next year, we would be married and living a happily ever after...
Day... of Year... I received word that Seolhwa had passed away.

The moon follows me as I pace the garden
How many times have I circled this maehwa tree?
The night deepened as I sat there, ignoring my will to leave
The scent of maehwa penetrating my clothes, the flowers' shadows penetrating me
That was when I realized that our love would continue on into the afterlife.

## Quest Text Steps


### Step 1

- **Objective**: Ija's Journal (Vol. 3)

- **Summary**: Day... of Year... I decided to leave the office to establish an institute.
Without the support of Seolhwa, this would have been impossible.
I envisioned a future with her and asked for her hand in marriage.
However, to my surprise... She sent me this in response to my proposal:
Once the winter of the following year passes,
and when the maehwas bloom. Let us be together then.
Our growing feelings for each other have come to an awkward halt.
Only a few days before I was to depart, and the time we spent together was as cold as winter.
Day... of Year... As I was setting off to the south to raise the institute,
Seolhwa's slender fingers reached for my clothes.
My heart wrenched as I watched her wail, an image so unlike her.
I consoled myself, as by next year, we would be married and living a happily ever after...
Day... of Year... I received word that Seolhwa had passed away.

The moon follows me as I pace the garden
How many times have I circled this maehwa tree?
The night deepened as I sat there, ignoring my will to leave
The scent of maehwa penetrating my clothes, the flowers' shadows penetrating me
That was when I realized that our love would continue on into the afterlife.


### Step 2

- **Dialogue**: A diary written by Ija, the first head of the institute.