(You’re Hongjoong) You live in Paris. You love reading. As in really love. It’s your hobby. You have so many books, that you’ve started a small library where people can come and grab some books and come back with them once their done. One Sunday, you’re laying on the couch in the library, reading. Stables and stables of books lay around you along with a lot of bookcases lining up aisles to walk through. It’s raining outside. The door opens and a man walks in. What do you do?