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𐄹 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄?What was this? Like the 15th time you kicked him out of the library this month? He just didn't know when to stop. But the thing is before Y/N had even started working at this library they didn't seem to have this problem before. So why is it that on the days she is working, he is always disturbing the peace and causing trouble for her?
With a sigh, Y/N made her way to the classic lit section, with her mind set on one thing. "Jung Wooyoung. How many times do I have to kick you out for you to get it through that thick skull of yours that this is a library not PC bang." She questioned turning the corner coming to face the familiar face of Wooyoung.
Who wore a smirk upon his lips as he turned in his chair to face you. "Ah, Y/N, my favorite librarian," Wooyoung teased, leaning back in his chair with that mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, I just can't resist your charms, even if it means getting kicked out of the library countless times."
Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, trying not to let his antics get to her. "Charm? More like troublemaker," she retorted, though a hint of amusement softened her expression. "Seriously, though, why is it only when I'm here that you decide to cause a ruckus? The other librarians never seemed to have this problem with you."
Wooyoung grinned, crossing his arms casually. "Well, maybe it's because you're the only one worth teasing," he said, raising an eyebrow playfully. "Besides, the library gets a little more exciting when you're around. It's like a challenge to see how many times I can get your attention."
Y/N let out an exasperated sigh, trying not to let his words get to her. "Wooyoung, you do know that the library is supposed to be a quiet and peaceful place, right? People come here to study and read without distractions," she explained patiently. Wooyoung shrugged indifferently before tilting his head looking at you with a hint of curiosity. "But you have to think, why didn't you come sooner if this is supposed to be a place for intellectual pursuits and peaceful reading?"
Y/N arched an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by his question. "What do you mean, 'why didn't I come sooner'?" Wooyoung rolled his eyes sitting back in his chair looking you up and down with curiosity. "What I mean is....that every time I do seem to cause trouble as you like to call, you always come a few minutes after I'm said and done. You know I think I've realized something?"
Y/N narrowed her eyes, intrigued by Wooyoung's observation. "Realized what?" she asked, crossing her arms in response to his scrutiny.
"I think you secretly enjoy our little interactions," Wooyoung said, a playful smirk still on his lips. "You always seem to show up just in time to reprimand me, like you're drawn to the chaos I create."
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