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@chaeyoung❧ᵃᵖᵃᵗᵉ Her eyes moved up, scanning over the young girl sitting there. She looked sweet and utterly innocent. She just had that adorable feel to her that immediately made you put down your guard and Jinyoung was no better at keeping it up than anyone else.
"Y-yeah, I mean, sure. I'm not the best person to ask necessarily, but I'll give it a try," she answered with a polite smile. "And math should be fine, yeah." There was enough math in her economics-classes after all. "So, let's have a look at it. Okay?"

@jinyoung❦ᶜʰʳᵒⁿᵒˢ A quiet chuckle fell from the young girl's lips, bringing up a hand to shroud . "It's quite alright. My apologies for scaring you." She commented quietly, hoping not to disturb anyone who might be nearby. "Oh, that's great." Chaeyoung added, setting her textbooks upon the table and then moving to sit upon said table. "I was wondering if you could help me with some homework. I mean, as long as it's not too much of a bother." She proceeded to cross her legs at the ankles and start swinging her legs, hoping to appear as innocent as possible. "I think I'll take my seat in a moment. I prefer tables for some reason." She shrugged her shoulders, forming a kind smile. "Anyway, are you any good at mathematics?"

@chaeyoung❧ᵃᵖᵃᵗᵉ The books had completely taken up Jinyoung's mind, so when a sudden tap touched her shoulder she flinched, barely able to keep herself from screaming out in surprise.
"H-hm? What, sorry?" quickly tumbled out of , even though she had heard what the girl that had appeared next to her had asked. And in reality, she really wasn't that busy. Not any more than she usually would be.
"U-uhm, I guess not, no." Her lips formed into a soft smile, eyeing up the innocent looking girl next to her. "Anything you needed?" Jinyoung hesitantly added, glancing at the books the girl was carrying. Maybe she needed a study partner? The gods knew Jinyoung needed one, that was for sure.
"Take a seat, if you want."

@jinyoung❦ᶜʰʳᵒⁿᵒˢ Running a hand through her chocolate brown locks, Chaeyoung's eyes searched around the interior of the establishment. Eenie, meanie, miney, mo. Which would be her next victim? It wasn't like she was /that/ much of a bully, but to others, she was. A girl with an adorable appearance and silver tongue good enough to get the girl just about anything she wanted. Within reason, of course. Today's request was "help" with her homework. Chaeyoung wasn't an idiot academically by any means, but she was rather lazy from time to time. This was one of those times.
Where oh where could she find someone to do it. Her eyes met those of a few different boys and girls of differing ages, some being past victims and others that could be useful for...other matters. With a sigh escaping her rosy lips, the young girl continued her search into the back portion of the library, where more of the study tables were. And just as she was about to give up on her search, her eyes fell upon a young woman. Older than her most definitely, but still young. Putting on her most convincing smile, the girl calmly made her way over to the woman and tapped on her shoulder. "Excuse me. Are you busy right now?" She tilted her head curiously, her eyes as bright as the tone her voice carried, silently hoping the woman would disagree and be free enough to "help" her.

@chaeyoung❧ᵃᵖᵃᵗᵉ It didn't take much to understand that it took practice and cramming to pass tests, but for Jinyoung it didn't feel like the two correlated at all. No matter how much she read through the material handed out by the teachers, she'd always manage to fumble it up somehow, ensuring that a perfect grade ended in the lower levels of C. She knew all the answers, she did. They just wouldn't always formulate the way she wanted. Or she'd go to cross out a section written and cross out the wrong one, leaving a more faulty answer behind for the teacher to see.
Incidents like that made it hard to keep up hope when working on her master's degree, but it would not dissuade her completely. Though she kept dreaming of the day her powers would return, making any mistake easily corrected with a turn of a dial.
For now, she would have to do it the old fashion mortal way. Plopping herself into a seat in the library, Jinyoung got to reading through texts, memorising info that would not be useful to her again at any point, but it was all for the better. If she could at least remember it all she would be one step further along her path to nailing a master's thesis. That's how she had to think about it. One step at a time.

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ *bites on the inside of my cheek to make sure I don't give away anything when your breath ghosts the side of my neck and ear*
Just make sure YOU don't pass out, because even these shoulders couldn't lug your out to a cab. *anxiously kneads a knot out of my tense trapezius*
"Dream house"? *raises an eyebrow with a light chortle* sounds, unorthodox. Here I thought you'd be doing graded essays on the post-impressionists or something.
*shrugs off my fine art major misconceptions nonchalantly* Sure, tonight sounds good. Do you need me to pick you up? *winks quickly* Around 8-ish? I have a late Llll– *realizes I almost gave my major away* llllecture tonight so I won't be ready until late.

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *snorts at your suspicious look, casually stands up and leans a bit closer to you
wanna confirm it yourself?
*blows warm air on your ear as I snicker lowly to myself, turning on my heel again
alright, challenge accepted. this is good, a friendly game, I just hope I don't have to carry you back to the dorm after.. haven't been lifting for a few months now
*with my head tipped a bit to the side, I gaze at you with a provocative look; drapes an arm around your shoulder
hmmm, I don't know.. maybe after your class? I just received a text that we only have to pass a a draft sketch of our supposed 'dream house' this day so I'll be out earlier than usual.

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ Alright, alright *knots my arms tighter around my laptop with a suspicious side eye* No skinship, I get it. Is that seriously a weakness for you?
*blinks suddenly when the sound of your finger snap bounces off the walls erratically*
Oh you are ON. I'm gonna bet you that I can out drink you. *smirks confidently, even though I've never taken this human body out on a drinking bender before*
Your secrets are as good as mine, Christian. Just name a time and place

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *throws my hands up in the air in a somewhat defensive way
I'm very sensitive when it comes to skinship, alright.
now you know one of my weakness, lucky you
*though amused, I rolled my eyes in a playful manner, leans my back against the chair
I like that *nods my head at your comment about art and...heart
inspires me huh?
*crosses my legs, one foot planted on the ground while calf of the other leg is resting on the knee of the planted leg;
I'm not quite sure, huh- come to think of it, I ...don't have any specific person/situation that gives me a nudge to create. Oh no, wait I remember now- *snaps a finger
ask me that again when I'm drunk and perhaps you'll find the answer to your question
*flashes you a mischievous grin; true that a kick of some liquor is what it usually takes for me to even start lifting paint brushes

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ *lightly chuckles through my nose* It's fun cause you fluster easily.
*eyes go wide with a rapid fire of blinking to follow when you tap my nose, before shaking off the surprise and smiling again*
What can I say, I enjoy art. People who make art are always interesting at heart.
*gingerly walks in the direction you pointed to, carefully eating up each one with my eyes as I feel a familiar tug at my heart while analysing them*
What would you say inspires you most to paint?
*reaches a hand out to touch the canvases, before clearing my throat and composing myself, instead hoisting my laptop case higher up in my arms and exhaling sharply*

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *busy scanning the empty room, with my mouth slightly agape once again, I let out an embarrassed chuckle
wow, you got me there.. never thought I'd meet someone who's a fan of ual innuendos just like me-
*takes a couple of steps and pokes my head inside the room, hand gripping on the side of the door
hmm, you.. seem excited, *reaches out to lightly tap the tip of your nose
*completely wandering inside the dim-lit room, I grabbed a mono block chair and sat on it, my back facing you
aside from these beauts you see on my arm, those right there served as my term paper last sem
*points on that one corner at the back with at least 5 paintings displayed on the top right shelf.

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ *bites on my lip to hold back a laugh when I see you squirm*
Well, you can get some practice with me, *clears my throat* at guessing, that is.
*follows your finger to the room you were pointing at before gasping* no way, you’re a fine arts major?! *rushes up to you and hangs onto your arm with one free arm, shuffling on the spot in excitement* can you show me some of your work, pleeeease~?
*blinks with a small mouth and round eyes while looking straight up at you, tip of my nose not too far from the point of your chiseled chin*

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *thickly swallows as I felt a faint brush of your finger against my throat, eventually faking a cough, goosebumps forming all over my arm
uhhm, well, I- ..I at guessing too..
*stands up straight turning around on my heel I walk towards a random direction
I haven't been here that long either... but as what I've heard from the other seniors it's nice to fool around once in a while
*spots a familiar room just a few meters from the library, I turn my head a bit to look at you before pointing an index finger at the other open room
that's where I usually spend my time, with canvases, brushes, paints and pencils...

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ *watches your flexing show with piqued interest, but doesn’t show any outward interest other than a casual smile* You can’t be THAT worried can you if you’ve got so much time to “play”? *winks while making one-handed finger commas in the air*
*follows your thumb back to the study room and thinks* Not into studying per se, I just figured I should try and make the most of my life here. Good job, expensive house, hot dates, that kinda .
My major? *eyes you with a bold smirk before stepping towards you* I’ll give you a hint and you can guess, * puts the tip of my finger up against your throat gently* it involves studying this here

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *snickers at your comment; feigning innocence I flexed and showed my biceps while I gaze somewhere else
these world is fine, a lot of humans to play with but what I'm really worried about is the titans we're hiding from.. hopefully they're busy ing with themselves
*dismisses the snarky look we both got from the old lady and just pulls you out of the room
yeah well she hates everyone in here so don't worry
*lightly pats your shoulder as I let out sigh of relief once free from the enclosed room
you said you'll most likely spend your time .. *points back at the library with my thumb* there ... are you really into this studying thing? oh and for real what do you major in?
*leans my back against the wooden wall, arms crossed against my chest

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ *eyes go wide when you clasp my mouth, and then I realize just what I'd said out in public*
! I'm hell not used to... THIS. *glares around at the mortal world with a light disdain* though I will say, what this place lacks in decor it does make up for in, *eyes your tattooed arms and looks up to your jawline* aesthetics.
*walks into the study rooms ahead of you as I survey the area, nodding* I think I'll be spending a few too many late nights here on my own *Looks to see the librarian glaring at us, but mostly you*
Okay, she's a tad scary, *rushes up closely behind you, arms clutched around my laptop case* I think she hates me already...

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ *mouth slightly agape I cautiously look around the area; a hand covers your mouth
ssshhh- you might get heard.. I mean. are you aware of the reason why we are all here in this campus?
*gazes at you with a worried look, orbs glimmering with obvious concern
*sets aside the tensed feeling and just nonchalantly shrugs both of my shoulders, a dorky grin plastered in my face
I didn't say anything about that -
*gestures a finger gun as I simultaneously click my tongue; grabs the silver door knob and opens the door for you
ahh no, I'm not gonna deny a lot of people have said I at making moves
*strides along the cramped hallway of the library, a finger trailing across each table we passed before completely stopping beside the computer area
here we are. .. the place for learning/ cramming/ sleeping commences ..where an unmarried middle-aged woman who only cares about keeping kids away from her dusty old books resides
*whistles as I enthusiastically wave a hand at the librarian who have been eyeing us since we got in.

@christian❦ʰⁱᵐᵉʳᵒˢ /pops up right behind you kekekekeke/

*eyes your lack of forth-coming suspiciously*
You know that I'm LITERALLY the big cheese of lying and forgetting and all that jazz, right?
*chokes on a stunted laugh, before clearing my throat and trying not to laugh*
Really, jokes in the library? *shakes my head jocularly* Well I can confidently say that you're definitely not a major in smooth moves
*smirks back slightly triumphantly*

@daehwi❦ˡᵉᵗʰᵉ /poofs in here tbvh/

*perks a brow while my eyes squint a bit at you statement
you knew huh?
*reciprocates your giggle with a low cackle of my own
ohh, nothing. let's go then?
*prods my head forward, suggesting for you to follow behind a I start to walk towards the left corridor
so, what do you major in? lemme guess *hums in thought
anatomy? *glances at you with a stern look though the corner of lips fight the urge to smirk

@joohyun❧ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵉ He had been a wreck these days.

Maybe it was the stress, or the constant reminder of his failed life, but he felt like a wreck, he looked like a wreck, you probably sounded like a wreck too.

Even still, he wore a grin on his face.

There was a sort of... problem to that, many people thought he was just up late at night working on his projects, so they just reminded him to stay healthy and to get more sleep when he gets the chance. He would nod and grin at them, promising them that he was okay. It’s been a while since one of those promises were real.

The best way to describe it was he was being an insomniac— it was almost like bingeing, the way he slept. He wouldn’t sleep for days, but then he would sleep for nearly a day, and then the cycle repeated. It took a toll on his appearance, but he already looked so ed up no one could tell the difference between the disfigured him and the insomniac him.

But she knew.

She was the one that walked in on him, after all.

They shouldn’t have known each other, since they were barely related and neither of them had anything to do with each other in the past. But one day, he just couldn’t hold it in any longer and let it out in a very public place, and she saw. She was the only one who saw.

They’ve been with each other ever since.

He uses her intelligence as an excuse to keep her around, he likes her company but doesn’t want to admit it because he’s so ed when it comes to his own emotions. He lets himself be a little bit crazy and tells her some stuff, but he’s worried she may psychoanalyze him and give him some drugs. He doesn’t want drugs, and he doesn’t need help.

He was spaced out when she met him in the library, he was staring at a speck in the table, probably from some dude picking at it with a pen, when she greeted him. It has come to a point where she didn’t pester him whenever he spaced out, and he was glad for that, since most of the time he didn’t notice himself spacing out.

“I— What?” He stuttered, lost for words by her sudden appearance and of course, her very pissed off attitude. ”I’m sorry...” He dragged off, and shook his head. He looked up at her, and gave her a bright smile. It looked genuine, or at least he hoped.

“I— Uh,” He said, dumbly. “I just wanted some extra help. And I wanted to talk to you. And I thought maybe you could help me a bit. And—“ He rambled. He shook his head again, and nodded. “Are you still thinking about running?”

@chanyeol❦ʰᵉᵖʰᵃᵉˢᵗᵘˢ Joohyun’s arms were starting to hurt because of the books she held, and she was getting very pissy because of it.

She was not the type with a short temper or anything, certainly not, she had the amount of patience as a kindergarten teacher that just had their kids eat tons of sugar. Joohyun’s day just kept piling onto her, and she was pissed off because of that. The amount of books (heavy ones, mind you) were just the cherry on top because most of them weren’t even hers.

She trudged into the library, her small physique looked like she was drowning and books, and a few students she knew the names of but didn’t know that well, gave her odd looks or offered to help. Joohyun didn’t want to bother them, so she declined and kept going.

It was evening time, and since exams were drawing near, the library was full and open later than usual. It wasn’t that loud (thank gods, Joohyun hated loud noises accompanied by crowds of people) but there was a distant chatter. This part of the library, was the group working part, where people worked on projects or liked to study in groups.

Joohyun found her target, the tall lanky man sitting by himself at a round table in the corner. For such a full library, he was quite alone.

Joohyun rushed over, giving him a short greeting before dropping the books onto the table and giving him a look. She wasn’t all that scary, with her soft features and short stature, usually the only time people were worried that Joohyun was, in fact, angry was if she wasn’t smiling, or if her voice dropped an octave lower.

“You left your books at my place yesterday, and /I/, being the nice person I am, brought them back to you.” Joohyun scowled at him, and sat next to him at the table. She didn’t even have to sit down before she felt the temperature rising off of him, it was nice, considering it was snowing outside and the heat didn’t work all that well in the library.

“So, what do you need help on with your robot thingy? I thought I gave you enough help last night. I think it’s time you go see a physiologist and not just... me.”

[if you want to know what song he's listening to:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTEfmcCajCQ]

he sighed heavily as he slumped back against the chair and stared out at the empty room; an array of empty black chairs and dimmed computer screens before him.

yuri stared into the silent abyss of the library for a brief moment. his heart was void of any emotion and his mind was completely absent of all thoughts.

fatigue. it weighed over him like a heavy sheet of metal, crushing his form. his lids drooped over his obsidian irises as he stared at the flickering light fixtures. as he blinked, lucid tears escaped the glassy spheres.

with an ephemeral sigh, he sat up and gazed back at the bright white article on the screen. yuri inhaled deeply before trying once again to comprehend the sentence before him, “okay—‘pten may protect p53 from mdm2-mediated degradation, whereas p53 can enhance the transcription of pten. inactivation of either gene should result in lower protein levels of the other gene’” even whispering out every single word, he didn’t process a single detail. he clutched his head in frustration, groaning as he forced the base of his palm into his temples. gritting his teeth, he yanked his body up and tore his headphones from his ears. the bombinating of the lights his only musical accompaniment now.

"pten may protect p53 from mdm2-mediated degradation—“ he uttered every word slowly, pausing after each in hopes of absorbing the information, but the situation was hopeless. a panicked breath erupted from his lips and then warm tears cascaded down his cheeks in irritation instead of lethargy.

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/walks my way in here, seating myself in one of the quiet spaces with a frappe. opens up my laptop and takes out my notebook/