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59. Indirect [Shownu]

A/N: tysm guys for the 65k views. this book still has a long way to reach 1m but i feel grateful that so many people read this book :) i think this chapter is going to be long so enjoyyyyy

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Row after row of neatly lined up books with their spines facing outward, muffled stillness and a hushed atmosphere were somehow a place where your mind could fully focus. Everyday, you would make time to visit the library for revision and research unless plans are made. Furthermore, the university's library was such a convenient journey because it's situated in the centre of the area.

You clicked your ball pen and leaned against the wooden chair, stretching your tense arms. The corners of your mouth lifted up into a smile as you nodded your head, pleased with how efficient you were. Grabbing all your stationaries, you shove them back into your pencil case. You closed every book and placed them back into your bag, prepared to leave the cool upland air and instead be welcomed by the great dazzle of sunlight once you stepped foot out of the library.

After pushing in the chair gingerly, you ambled to the reception desk to return borrowed books from last week. However, you froze when your eyes landed onto the most perfect and sought after student who greatly held a spotlight from freshmen year to senior year.

His conventional good looks, his soft feather-like black hair, his deep voice was that of a rich boy, the way he carried his height with easy self assurance and adding to his untamed individuality was his intelligence and athletic abilities. However, one dominating aspect which no one could break in him was his cold and chic aura. He constantly ignored confessions, women and unnecessary situations which bring no value to him.

His name is Shownu.

To your astonishment, his eyes landed on yours. Flabbergasted and afraid, you spun on your heels and turned your back at him. You bit your lower lip, petrified to make eye contact with him. His good looks made everyone turned their heads but the best solution in your preference was to stare and admire him from afar. You inhaled and exhaled a deep breath, calming your palpitating heart.

You blinked when swarm of girls from the library rushed to the entrance just to take a good look on Shownu. 'That's why I should look from afar; safety is always my first priority,'you thought.

Once the noise had reduced and the girls resumed back to their activities, you turned back to check if Shownu had really left. You grasped your hands together and giggled, jogging to the reception desk.

"I'm returning these,"you handed out the pile of books with a warm smile to the librarian.

"Oh no,"she blurted out.

You cocked a brow at her with a tilted head. "Is something wrong, Miss?"

She picked up an identification card and passed it to you. As you squinted your eyes for a clearer vision of whom it belonged to, your eyes widened upon seeing Shownu's face. "Can you help me pass this to the owner? He might have forgotten to take it back,"she asked.

Your smile died faster than wisps of smoke dissipated after a candle flame has been snuffed out. 'I just avoided him a few minutes ago,'you thought. However, you had to approach him to return his card back. Your arms reached out to his card reluctantly, giving the receptionist a faint smile. Beneath the smile, it was like a child who is determined not to weep.