With the sun beginning to set ever so slightly, and the heat having gone down, and a gentle breeze coming through, it was a perfect day to take a little evening nap. Se Jin made his way to the garden, walking in slowly, before he walked up to the hill. Resisting the urge to pop his head in the greenhouse, Se Jin turned around, walking backwards up the hill, to admire the beautiful flowers that were scattered across the campus. Stopping momentarily, he closed his eyes slowly, breathing in the mixed scents of flowers and freshly cut grass, as long as that ending summer buzz.
Continuing his walk up the hill, he lazily looked at the sky, watching the clouds pass, and the occassional bird flying to the other side. The garden was such a peaceful place to be, he knew this, and even had seen some other students sneak in ( of course he'd have to chastise them later as it was not acceptable because they usually left garbage lying around ) and on occassion, would watch as a group or some art students pooled in to draw the landscape before them. Se Jin adored this place, it was a good place to be, and a decent garden if he said himself. But the most important place was at the very top of the steep hill, where a weeping willow lived. It was far away enough for the plants and the pipes to be safe, but close enough that it wasn't too much of a walk for those truly inspired to be there.
As he approached the top of the hill, his eyelids grew heavy. Quietly bending underneath the pods of the weeping willow, he placed himself directly underneath the branches. Putting his things right against where the trunk and the ground met, he placed his head atop it, as though it were a pillow.
Yawning, he rubbed his eyes quickly, just before he shut them. He placed his arms behind his head, and took a deep inhale before he prepared himself for a nice nap.
