Chapter 30

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We both went downstairs and saw Namjoon going out of his room with a bag of chips.

"I'll be in there," I said to Suga, seeing Namjoon's room as he nodded.

"Can I come in?" I said as I peered through the door and saw him reading something.

When he noticed me, he put his book down and moved a chair next to him for me to sit on.

"I'm just curious. Do you get tired of reading all of these books? Is there a book that you haven't yet read?"

"I'm assuming you don't like reading books," he joked.

"If it's intriguing, I may read it; otherwise, I might wind up sleeping with it."

"Should I suggest books for reading or sleeping? Which option do you prefer?"

"I'm going with the first one."

"What's your genre?" he inquired, reaching for his laptop.

"I'll go with fiction."

"Oh, God, what was the last book you read?" he said, raising his eyes at me.

"I don't recall, but I think it was 'I am Malala' or something."

"I was afraid you'd say something like 'Alice in Wonderland,” he added as he searched his laptop for anything.

"That doesn't bother me either. It's entertaining. Comics and romance are both acceptable to me."

"If that's the case, I highly recommend you read this; it's one of the finest romances - "

I was taken aback when he showed me his laptop. " No way, I'm not going to read it."

"It's simply the legendary Romeo and Juliet," he said, perplexed.

"That's the problem: it's Shakespeare, and I'm very sure I won't comprehend a word of it. I'd rather watch 'Alice in Wonderland’ than that."

"That is something I can assist you with. Just come to me if you have any questions." As he ripped open the package of chips, he assured me.

"If that's the case, don't mind my following you around like a leech."

"All right," he said as he gave me a handful of chips.

"I'll start shortly after eating this, and you can go back to reading yours," I said, smiling as he nodded.

As he resumed his reading, I walked to take my spot close to the window. I was eating the chips while glancing out the window.

I glanced at the screen of his laptop, 'Romeo and Juliet,' which he had placed on my lap. Scrolling down, the play began with a character called Frair Lawrence. What the heck was his name?

"What the heck is the name Lawrence? Lawrence, how?" I turned to face him, and he grinned back, ready to deliver me his lesson.

“Friar Lawrence was a major character in Shakespeare's ‘Romeo and Juliet’ He was Romeo's one and only counselor who advised Romeo and Juliet to marry in secret”, he began, and it took him another 10 minutes to finish.

I wonder who I would have been if I had had his IQ.

"You got it, right?" he said as I nodded.

I swear to God, if I could have slain Shakespeare with my own hands, I would have done it. It was difficult to analyze what he had written in the book, and I didn't want to disturb the person sitting next to me who was focusing on what he was reading.

I was exhausted as I scrolled down to the next page, not wanting to wreak havoc on my thoughts.

"Are you getting anything out of this?" he said and I shook my head.

"As predicted," he chuckled, and I felt a weight lift off my lap.

"Have a lovely sleep," he patted my head as he wrapped a blanket over me. I allowed myself to slip away.

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