ANGELIC. [KimTaehyung]

c - coincidental

❛T⃣aehyung❜
My morning class had just began, but I had been awake since three am. What that old woman had said was chilling.

Deep down inside me I hoped she was right, i was getting tired of being so lonely.

This situation though peculiar was somewhat beneficial towards me, I mean how many people get told who their soulmates are just like that?

The pen I held in my hand hit the paper repeatedly, I was not in the state to sit through this lecture.

My eyes wonders to the clock, ten minutes and I was free to leave.

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Class ended shortly and I began to walk towards the library for my study period.

I skimmed the selection of books, finding the same one I found myself reading every time I was here.

Poetically it was a masterpiece, full of good thematical points and a sort of literary magic. The type of magic that made my heart fall heavy and profound.

But morally it was conflicting, forcing someone to love you, it was wrong in a number of ways but it made me wonder, isn't all love forced in a way though?

The paper felt soft and sandy on my fingertips as I toyed with the pages.

I brought my glasses up, closer to eyes and began reading the tragically romantic plot.

"Hello, I was wondering if you could point me to the historical section?" The strum of someone's soft vocal cords were heard.

My eyes lifted slowly as I watched the girl speaking to the librarian. Her voice was all I could focus on, the only strong sound in the library, everything else was white noise, or in the case of my mind, dark noise.

"Well, the college doesn't have a very big selection of it, but all of our historical books are over in shelves E through F."

"Alright thank you." The girl walked right passed me, beyond my reach.

She looked frustrated as she searched through the shelves, disappointed.

I sat there, shocked by her appearance. The woman had told me that she, Mila, needed to be found, but it looked like she had found

Me.

My hands began to shake. Was it in my place to talk to her? If she was in fact my soulmate, then I should try my best to reach out to her.

I walked nervously from my spot in between shelves A and B to her.

"You know, if you want some good historical book, I might have some at home." I shoved my hands in my pockets. Her silky hair was pushed back as she looked up at me.

"Are you an avid historical book reader?" She questioned quirkily, smiling up at me with her milky brown eyes.

"No not exactly, I just like to collect books." I laughed. "What topics are you trying to read about?" I asked.

"World War 2, I'm a history major." She was so energetic and quirky. In her own way she was mesmerizing. How many women do you see that major in History.

"So you want to be a historian?" She nodded. "Well I can get you those books by tomorrow. What is it for?" I leaned my body against the shelve. Curiosity coaxed my body, my interest in this woman was growing with each word she spoke.

"It's for a paper, I have to catch up on 10 by Wednesday." I looked at her with wide eyes.

"You must be crazy." I laughed. She smiled "I think I might actually be."
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(un)edited
date published:
july 30th 2017
word count: 588