Books... Did you say books?! [ Hyesung&Junhee]
5..4..3...2...........1...... YES.
The male "yelled" under his breath as he stared at the clock in his phone which indicated the current time to be 7pm, the library's closing time.
Don't get the wrong idea though, it's not like he didn't like being in the library, the library was practically his second home. The sight, smell and touch of books was ecstatic and no other feeling on this planet could overtake the passion he had for books. It was how the visitors treated his home, the way they nonchalantly left the book they had taken out of the shelves on one of the many library tables or when they placed a book back on the shelf but the placement was not where it should have been in the first place. All of those always irked the male.
Sighing softly, the male began to push the trolley of books around the front part of the library, collecting books that were left on the tables and putting the books that had been returned earlier today back in their respective spots. "Maybe I should just wait until the end of the week before I resort all the books.." he thought to himself as he scanned through the shelves upon placing the books back on the trolley, a total mess was evident on each shelf. The library was big and as much as he wanted to fix his precious sanctuary, he knew he wouldn't finish even if he worked on it all night.
Hyesung continued down the aisle until he reached the back of the library. This area was much more organized than the front due to the lack of students using the area when the library was operating. The area was the ideal place for those that needed the utmost concentration because of the quietness. Books weren't so much scattered all around the area -- not that he's complaining or anything -- but there would be some left lying around once in while. That, he could deal with.
As the male reached the study carols, he noticed a female sitting at one of the many tables. Grumbling softly realizing that this particular person had not left when they were supposed to, he parked the trolley next to the closest table and approached the stranger slowly.
"Excuse me miss, it's closing hours."