𖤓 library

the library. it was one place minghao had walked by, stopped and stared at for a couple of minutes. there was something urging him to go in. he enjoyed reading, analyzing books and of course the quietness and stillness of what libraries could bring. plus maybe he could find a hidden corner to sit in and let the ehem soothe out his never ending thoughts. today feels like the right time to adventure in, get lost in a book or two for a few hours. he's doing that with a finger sliding across a shelf as he's reading the titles one by one. the library filled with silence besides the echoes of the librarian movements and minghao's stifled coughs.