"Every man has his secret sorrows that the world knows not. And often time we call a man cold when he is only sad."
The perfect man.
Made rough through time.
He lies, yet he is the honorable one.
He kills, yet he is the most righteous.
He is gentle...
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Pushing the book cart through the aisle was always special for her. Going through the rows of shelves filled with thousands of books always took her back to some time she always wanted to go back.
The library study room, the nights of training, yet struggling to keep up with her one major in exam seasons... Studying was rather unpleasant to her, but she can't deny that those times in the academy were probably the best two years of her entire life.
This small town library always reminded her of the grand library of the academy in which she had to spend most of her time during the exam season.
She could vividly remember the time when everyone else too got busy with brainstorming even after the harsh training times, the sleepy eyes of the sleepless cadets, few sleepy heads, countless sticky notes here and there, empty coffee cups or piles of instant ramen cup on the tables...
And there goes Jin- buried in mountains of books with his ever straight and perfect posture, undivided attention towards the books in front of him, carrying the three majors he was having.
Arya smiled remembering the time which she chose to let go years ago. Only if she could get back to that time!
She started to arrange the books on the definite shelves while humming a little melody of a song that was playing on her earphone.
It was quite late at this point, but she didn't mind. This small library didn't need too many workers and both of the workers already left leaving her all alone here. She had the keys, so that was one less thing to worry about.
She finished her assignment at the university half an hour ago. The due was the next day, she wouldn't even remember it if her group member didn't remind her about it. And like always, she ended up completing the whole thing alone, yet again.
They'll get straight A once again, thanks to Arya. But she has no complaints about it either. It is luck the owner of the library let her keep the spare keys for she always gets back home late after studying for hours after her everyday shifts.
Arya finished arranging the books left on the tables by the lazy readers and strolled back to her place.
She shoved all her papers and books in her backpack. Her eyes went to the stash of tin cans in a brown paper bag. Luckily she brought the beers before coming to her shift. She was going to her home next. She hasn't seen Ashahi or her mother in a while as she was busy with her study and a part-time job.
Arya looked through the glass window, it was raining outside from the afternoon. And it is now past ten already, she didn't even bring an umbrella. She has to think of a way to reach near the bus stop now. Damn downpour!
She went back to her work again. Most of the lights were already out, now she turned off the rest of the lights too before grabbing her backpack and closing the door.
