— LIBRARY.

@KIM JAEJOONG Jiyeon sighed. She held Jaejoong's hand and stood up, smiling slightly at him. "Where are you going to take me?"

@PARK JIYEON "I know how that can go, but the best thing you can do is keep your head up." He told her what he honestly thought, before he stood up and held out his hand. "Come on, maybe we should go somewhere fun?"

@KIM JAEJOONG She slightly smiled. "I will try Jae. It's really hard to find inspirations these days. Thank you." She sniffed, wiping her own tears.

@PARK JIYEON When he saw the tears in her eyes, he instantly regretted asking her what was wrong. He had a weakness when it came to someone crying, he didn't like it. Sighing a bit as she spoke, he reached over to brush away the tears staining her cheeks. "Hey, hey, hey..." He cooed softly, giving her a light smile. "That's no reason to cry, you know? It takes awhile to do things. You have to clear your mind and take some time off as well. And if that doesn't work, look for inspiration. Or call the people you trust and ask them about topics related to the design you have to make. How does that sound?"

@KIM JAEJOONG She did not answer. Tears are building up her eyes, threatening to fall. After a long silence, she shook her head and spoke up. "Nothing..
.. I just can't perfectly make a design that will fit my client and it frustrates me." She said slowly, avoiding his gaze, afraid that her tears will fall down.

@PARK JIYEON After hearing his name, he sent her a small smile and nodded her head, sitting down across from where she was laying. "Hey, it's me. What's up?" He asked her quietly, placing his keys down on the table and gazing directly at her. "Did something happen at work?"

@KIM JAEJOONG Jiyeon turned with the side of her face still resting on the table upon hearing Jaejoong's voice. "Jae..." She said in an audible whisper. Silence engulfed them as she did not talk and just stared to nothingness.

@PARK JIYEON The call had come out of nowhere, but the moment he saw the number and the name of the owner that was calling him – he got out of bed with nothing to say. A part of him knew why she was calling him, and where she was going to be after she called him. Sometimes the place changed up depending on her mood, but it was always the library that she told him she would be at. Whenever he arrived there, like he was doing now, she would have her head down on one of the tables – and nothing but silence would end up speaking for the both of them. Making his way inside of the room and pushing pass the double doors, he looked around for her, a frown soon kissing his lips when he saw her – at least, he prayed it was her. He didn’t want to walk up to some random stranger like last time. The elderly woman almost decided to beat him with her purse. “Jiyeon?” He called out softly; approaching the table that had the person’s back turned towards him.