It was a rainy day outside of the library, pages rustling could be heard as well as some muffled whispering. The rains tap over the window and the room was covered in that dark and sweet lighting, the one that’s bright enough to read but also dark enough to make you fall asleep. Dokja, in all of this, was tapping his pen over the pages, the one problem he was stuck on made him scribble some small drawings over it.

“Stupid homework…” His hand drops the pen and wraps his arms around his head, Kim Dokja mumbles under his breath out of annoyance and fatigue. His leg shake under the table while trying to fall asleep over the homework. His earphones in, making him unaware of his surroundings.