✧The Library and His Gamer✧

Chapter two: we meet again

•✧[]Chapter two[]✧•

We meet again

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It's been a week since Dokja opened his library. And to his surprise lots of people were coming to his library. He was shocked he didn't know other people like reading. Of course not as much as him but still.

He was sitting there looking at all the people that came to his library. Then he looked at his book and started reading again. Drinking coffee with a muffin on the side.

A few minutes passed like this. Dokja was stuck to his book as if he was glued to it. Of course he didn't just stare at the book reading, he looked up a few times. Some of the time people had questions he need to answer. While others were to give people coffee and some pastry after they paid for it of course.

He looked up to see a man that was very tall. He didn't pay much attention to him until the man walked up to him. Now that the man was close, Dokja couldn't help but see all the guy's features.

The guy had black wavy hair that looked like silk. He had black eye that could be mistaken for stolen jewels. And damn he had muscles that look like a artist work on it for million . No a billion of years on it.

Dokja has never seen anyone as hot as him. Dokja started to question his sexuality for a second. But for some reason he reminded Dokja of the jerk from the store he went to the day before.

"What are you looking at?" The guy said with a cold glare.

Dokja was silent for a moment. The guy in front of him sounded exactly like the guy from the store. He even had the same cold glare too. Wait, was this guy here to kill me? Dokja thought. The man looked like he could break Dokja back if he wanted to.

Dokja was nervous but thought. If I'm going to die today, I'm going to at least hurt the guys pride.

"I'm looking at you, got a problem with that?" Dokja said smirking at the man.

The man started a Dokja for a minute. He was not used to anyone talking to him like that minus his little sister.

His stare creeps Dokja out even more. He felt like the man was trying to burn his soul.

"Anyways… Do you need anything?" Dokja said to break the silence.

The man stared some more at the other man who was shorter than him. Then he opened his mouth.

"Is there a printer here I need to printed something"

" Yes there a printer I'll show you the way"

They walked to the printer. Dokja showed him how to use it and then. The stupid thing broke like how? Was it his fault or did the taller man print something weird. They looked at each other then the other man spoke.

"What type of place is this to have a broken printer?"

Dokja felt a vein pop and lost control.

"IT IS NOT MY FAULT THIS HAPPENED! GET OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE AND STOP ACTING LIKE AN ASSHOLE!"

The guy stared at Dokja and started to get angry. No one has ever made him this pissed in his lifetime. He wanted to pick the short guy up by his neck and make him regret talking like that. But he didn't want to get arrested. He frowned then left the library.

Dokja was shocked. One that he yelled at someone he didn't even know. And two that he actually won the fight. He smirked at himself, forgetting about all the stares he was getting. After that he went back to reading and took a sip of his now cold coffee.

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After a that day the guy came to his library more. Dokja didn't expect the guy to come to his library. He was shocked.

Wait is this guy here to actually murder me? Maybe I shouldn't have yelled. No he deserved that for being a jerk.

Dokja finally got the courage to ask the strange a question.

"Why are you back here?" Dokja asks, still confused.

" It's none of your business" The guy said with a straight face

Dokja really, really wanted to punch the guy in his handsome face. But he controlled his anger.

"Well it kind of is because I own this library" Dokja said putting on his fakest smile.

The man just stared at Dokja, not saying anything for a few minutes.

"What is your name?"

"What?"

"I said what your name" The guy said rolling his eyes.

Dokja looked at the guy shocked. Why did this guy want to know his name. Was he a part of the Mafia and wanted his name to find him and kill him? Or maybe I'm overthinking things Dokja thought. He calmed down and looked at the stranger.

"Shouldn't you give me your name first?" he smirked making the other guy glare. Though this time he didn't flinch or get scared it seemed like he was getting used to the guy's behavior.

"Yoo Jonghyuk"

"Okay Yoo Jonghyuk im Kim Dokja"

He felt a little bit better know he know his future murder name. But he still hated the guy personally.

"So is there something you need?"

"Yes I was wondering if you're printer fix I need to use it" he said frowning.

"No I threw the other one away and got a new one" he didn't want to admit that the printer was actually old to the guy's face. He didn't know that would happen even if it was old. But he wanted to make it seem like it was the others' fault.

Once again he showed the man to the printer, this time it worked with no problem. Yoo Jonghyuk then left the library and Dokja started to get ready to close the library.

After he closed the library he went home. Surprisingly he didn't feel like reading which was odd.

He got on his phone and saw a notification. He got excited when one of his favorite gamers posted a video. He didn't really like gaming but when he first saw the supreme king on his page he couldn't help but get sucked in.

He was so cool the way he played the game kind of reminds him of a protagonist in a novel. The guy didn't show his face and only spoked a little.

Which was one of the things that made him famous. Dokja click on the video. The stream went on for one hour and then ended. Dokja decided that he had enough of staying up and got ready for bed.
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Sorry I'm late. It took me a long time to think about this chapter. I hope you love it :)