⁺☆ Library

@ˢ kim taehyung [ ITS COOL, I'M A BIT LATE TOo]

Mark was just strolling around the library, aiming to find a book or any literature to perk his interest. However, it was hard finding something that would, after all, Mark had read a lot on his travels during the past three years. He even managed to learn another language while at it. But one of his teachers ignited a small flame to boost his passion for reading again. And here he was, scanning for something.

Just as he managed to see a book of an interesting title, a boy around his age greeted him. He noticeably squinted at first, but only for the moment as he realized who the boy was. It was one of his classmates, who happened to be in a good bit of the classes Mark took. "Oh hey. Yeah, it's Mark, and nice to meet ya Taehyung. And I noticed we shared a couple classes together. What's up?"

@⭒ ˢ kim shihyun One. Two. Three. Dammit. Catherine grumbled in annoyance at herself, hands tangling into her brunette locks as she tried to keep her focus. She could do this. Right? She knew she could. She just needed to figure it out. If she got the dimensions right, maybe it would work. She took in another breath as she extended her hands in front of herself, deep brown eyes fluttering closed as she tried to regain her focus in the mostly quiet establishment. In the darkness of her own mind, she began to form the environment she'd been trying to create for the last hour. Slate gray carpets were replaced with stunning emerald green meadows adorned with flowers of all colors of the rainbow, a cloudless aqua sky meeting the far off horizon as sunshine kissed all of the creations like long-lost family members.
And then, her creation grew too large for the area she tried to encapsulate it in, the silence replaced with a loud crash. Her eyes immediately flicked open as she found the shelf she'd been standing by now leaning against the next one over and so on like some kind of over-sized set of standing dominos. "Well ." She muttered under her breath. How was she to explain that to the professors?

@ᴴ song yuqi ravn walks the halls as thoughts form and mix in the mess of a state his brain is in now. despite all of that mess, his physical body just walks straight as if caught in some trance. there was just so many places to be that he never felt like it was all repeating, every part of it felt different. but he doesn't get to stay in peace for long, as he's about to turn a corner and instead, finds himself colliding with a stack of books. he breaks out of his thoughts and ends up backing up a few steps, letting out a soft chuckle at the sight of the girl and her words. "how dumb.." he mumbles, in an almost amused manner before bending down and picking up the books that had dropped onto the ground, almost placing them back in her hands before realizing exactly why the girl dropped them- she probably wasn't even able to see with all of these books. very dumb, but well- ravn supposes he has enough of a heart to not subject her to that fate again. "it's okay, i guess. i can help you bring these back to where you need them to be, if you want. better than walking around with no vision.." he mutters the last few words again, but the rest of his tone is just indifferent as he gazes at the girl infront of him.

@ˢ mark lee [ i'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG OHMYGAH ]

He's sure now that he's putting this plan into motion, that this is an altogether stupid idea.

The library's draped in the sort of rolling silence that would otherwise soothe the tremors in his fingertips. But not today. Not when the target of his approach is a mere aisle away. He's seen Mark in a few of his classes. Hardly knows the kid enough to say he knows him, but there's always been a poignant sort of awareness. And now, given the all too intimate situation at hand, Taehyung finds himself far more acquainted with the boy than he'd like to be.

Wringing his hands a bit, Taehyung musters up the will to step forward, rounding the bookshelf until he's wandering toward the other sidekick with his usual lazy stride. He can do this. It's just a conversation--- nothing he's ever had an issue with in the past.

"Hey! Mark, right?" Hell of a start, he's certain, but it's too late to regroup now. Lifting a hand, he offers a casual wave that juxtaposes his nervous energy. , at this point, he'll just be happy if the bookshelves don't tip over. "I ah--- wanted to talk to you about something if you're not too busy. Name's Taehyung, by the way. We share a class or two."

@ᴴ kim youngjo yuqi tries her best to hold a stack of books in her rather small palms, fingers firm against the spines of the first two books — she's really trying, but she simply cannot help it when she can't see which way she's going, only taking small, careful steps so she won't accidentally bump into someone. she should have made her fists larger, but... she doesn't want to wander around the hallways, going to the library with fists too large for her size to carry. she'll take too much space, too much attention, and she's not sure she wants that. so she sticks to her small hands, saying excuse me once she feels or hears a presence nearby. when she turns into a corner, however, she fails to realize that there's someone walking toward her direction and so, she—she collides into whoever it is, and she falls several steps back, books falling to the ground as she shuts her eyes tight at the noise it causes. she doesn't even bother to look at whoever it is she's bumped into and immediately bows a complete 90 degrees down, holding the books left in her hands to her chest. "i-i'm so sorry! i—i didn't see you!"

@⭑ ˢ byun baekhyun The male teacher immidietly put his two fingers to her temple upon seeing her state, which made Tiffany sigh a very shaky sigh of the relief. Even if it was just a little and there was a ton happening to her sensory's function, any help was better than none. She closed her eyes, the water falling between her eyelids to make droplets on the red carpet, and lines down her pale cheeks. She bit her bottom lip hard, as she did was he said and took some deep breathes. She didn't even care that they were in a public space anymore, she just needed help.

She pushed her tongue to the roof of , begging herself not to make a crying noise despite the tears and stinging of her face already being present and forward. After a minute, she was calm enough where she could hear him ask if she was a teacher, to which she opened her eyes and nodded. "Tiffany Young." she told him her name. With a shaky hand she reached up to her right ear, pressing around the hole to see if it was still bleeding. She drew her fingers back in front of her, and saw the blood was still fresh. "Oh," she said quietly, but out loud without meaning it to be a public thought, as she looked around the make sure she didn't get blood on the carpet. She wiped her ears with sleeve quickly, and then turned back to the other Empath.

"I-I'm sorry for asking this of you, I-I just need some exchange (of emotion), cause I-I don't wanna-nnh!" There was a sudden wave of emotion that made her ears ring again. She quickly closed , gritting her teeth as she had to quickly put her hand on the arm of the male's chair to steady herself, closing her eyes as she winced against the forced. She dug her nails into her palms, begging that and of her secondary powers wouldn't come out. The wave didn't just come and go, it desided to stay for a extra, long minute, and she gasped at the energy it took to contain it, though she was sure the other Empath could feel it. She went down on her knees, resting her head against the arm of the chair as her body didn't want to keep her up anymore.

"I-I nnh!" she tried to speak, though she couldn't hear herself, her breathes getting a little shallow in the panic, though she was on and off with trying the deep breathe thing. "I-I need to release, ahhh" she sighed, as the wave passed over, but her head was still numbly ringing. She was exhausted. At this point she had no idea how the Empath was going to help her, actually. She didn't considered how as Empath's, no matter what type of Empath, you feel things pretty easily, and with all the emotional turmoil, she was sure she was a big hazord already. 'Gosh, i just need to to stop, please stop.' Tiffany resented her power internally at that moment, and it only made her want to cry more.

@⭑ ˢ tiffany young The day off had been a blessing for Baekhyun's busy class schedule, so he took advantage of the free time by making himself comfortable in a secluded corner of the library. His laptop was perched comfortably on his lap as he tucked himself into one of the comfier lounge chairs. He always chose this spot whenever he had free time as it was set away from the students enough that he could let his defenses down a little, actually let the emotions filter through his system rather than keeping a constant wall up to block them out unless he chose otherwise.

So he settled into his work, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he typed away, working on his latest freewrite. Words that he couldn't express verbally just flowed onto the Word document on his laptop. He would only pause to pick up his pen and tap it three times against the arm of the lounge chair before he'd continue on to type a few sentences more. This process repeated like clockwork. It was his routine that he always matched to the dot, never a hair out of place as he goes through each action as robotically as the last.

A buzzing was beginning to start up in his head, though, like a cloud of gnats just flying in the distance and making their way closer to his location. It made him twitch a little, head jerking a bit as he attempted to continue his work. That proved futile as he jerked when a hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, eyes wide open as he turned to whoever was disturbing his peace and quiet. He visibly winced at the onslaught of raw emotion he was receiving from the woman before he reached out to press his thumbs to her temples, willing her to just calm down while a headache ran rampant through his brain.

"J-just take some deep breaths for now. You should be calm for a little bit, but I can't just keep forcing you into a calm state," he commented with a frown, setting his laptop to the side so he could better focus his attention on his sudden company, "You're a teacher, correct?"

@⭑ ˢ byun baekhyun It took Tiffany a little too long to track down Byun Baekhyun. And boy, she was a terrible mess. To best sum it up, Tiffany got stuck subbing a big class of teenagers for a general ed course before she went to visit her family and check up on them. Things are not great at home, to say the least, on top of the trip coming back through the crowded city (took a wrong turn- biggest mistake of her life), so not only had she absorbed 100+ people's emotions, but she was at the point where she could barley hear herself think, let alone talk. Some days it's like her Empathic abilities rule her life instead of the other way around, as she was still trying to find a cure to filtering everyone's thoughts in her head. But now she was over extended, and she can't calm down.

Hence, she quickly asked some teachers where she could find Byun Baekhyun, a fellow Empath who most likely understand everything that was happening to her, as well as this matter was now physically affecting her. Exploding headache, her ears were bleeding a little, she couldn't stop twitching her head to the right due to the pain, not to mention her trembling and pale face as she tried to keep it together.

Finally, she made it into the Library. A quiet place with little people, which was a blessing itself, but the voices and pain were still very loud. 'Where is he?' she gripped her wrist hard, trying to cool it so she could concentrate and find him. She bowed once to the lady working at the front, and then started looking through isle's and seating area's until she finally got him- siting in a lounge chair working on something on his laptop. She blinked a couple times, just making sure she was seeing things right before she approached him and gently put her hand on his shoulder, trying not to scare him, but to get his attention.

"Hi," she said as quietly as she could, since again she was in a library, but she literally couldn't hear herself or how her voice was really shaky. She cleared , having never met Baekhyun in person before and having no idea how he would react to her, but she had to try. "I-I need your help." she bit her lip as she felt the tears welling in her eyes, her voice cracking a bit. The absorption of her sister and her mom, ontop of that random guy in the city drinking in broad daylight...it kept repeating, but it was getting to be too much. 'Breathe Tiff' she tried to tell herself.

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