there it was. the last of the books the history professor has insisted that they all use to work on the project. it was his. his feet dragged him forward at a speed that was surprisingly faster than his usual relaxed gait, determination shining in his eyes. his focus was purely on the book as he reached for it, not even realizing that there was another near by who’s hand was going for the same item. it wasn’t until both their hands hit the cover that he looked up, simultaneously pleased and annoyed at the person he saw.
—— ❛ tell me that you’re not always doing that stupid project from professor jin... ❜
[ @havsols ]
