Chapter 73: School friends

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I'm back babbbayyyy.

Hope you enjoy, because I'm knackered XD 

This ones a little different cuz BTS are on tour, but I hope you enjoy it all the same xxx Thanks for reading xx love and miss you guys xxxx

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With the boys flying off to Indonesia, I could finally find time to focus on my studies this week. I planned to get ahead in school and actually learn a thing or two if I'm lucky. I made myself promise to head to the library straight after school, instead of going to the studio. I just felt weird about showing up at bighit without the boys, especially since I only technically work there weekends.

So, after school was all over and done with, I forced myself to the library where I spent the remainder of this Monday evening. I sat in front of a computer in a row of 15 others and got to work on my homework.

It actually felt quite refreshing to be amongst other students, and getting my work done somewhere out of the Bangtan room. For hours I worked away ferociously, until finally everything was completed to perfection. I gazed down at my watch...

'8:00pm'

I should get some dinner, but I don't really want to go home yet...

Because the boys were away I told myself to stay in my student accommodation for the week. If I went back now, I knew I'd just be sitting around doing nothing.

Therefore, I decided to trek around the library in search for a good book. I don't think I've ever read a book in Korean before that wasn't one of my school workbooks. So with that being said, I walked up and down every isle, pondering the different subjects, till I found something that caught my eye.

Philosophy and psychology.

That's more like it!

It only took me a couple minutes to lock onto a book that especially peaked my interests... I pulled it from the self and read the cover.

"Jung's Map of the Soul."

Cool... I took the book back with me to my seat, where I had moved to the big, squishy egg chairs and cracked open the book to the first page.

The first thing that greeted me was a quote, from The cursed mirror by Carlos Fuentes:

"You could timidly explore the coasts of Africa to the south, But going west there was nothing except fear, the unknown, not 'our sea' but the sea of mystery."

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It had been an half an hour since I had left the library and I was still thinking about that book... I had only managed to read the introduction and the first chapter before my stomach was begging me to be fed.

I recall chapter 1: Surface: Ego-conciousness.

It was remarkable, the idea that the ego was in fact not the enemy, but just the controller, the centre of our consciousness that controls willing, desiring, reflecting and acting. As if the Ego was a big hand controlling the conscious and unconscious parts of our brain.

It made me re-think the way I thought about my whole mind...

I looked at my phone... 10:12pm... Was I really reading for that long? God I'm hungry.

As soon as I got into my accommodation building I scurried myself to my room for a quick and easy meal of noodles before I went to bed. As I sat there eating, I scanned my phone to reply to the boy's messages who were preparing for their concert.

Then, I got up, got ready for bed and slipped under the covers. I tried not to think about the fact that I was alone. Opting rather to dream about what the boys were up to... it took longer than normal, but sooner or later I managed to fall asleep.

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