BUSAN, SOUTH KOREA

It was almost afternoon in the city, yet it felt like the most beautiful moment of the day till now. The birds were chirping all the way, and being the most peaceful sound to everyone out there. The winds flow hereby, making one's hair swing side by side to show the rhythm of the song. Trees were no less than anyone, the month of autumn let them show their shed season. It was meant to personify how one has to lose everything just to develop some blossoms in their life. The beauty of nature never fails to prove its glam.

Now, as everyone is so busy with their work, let's head back to our main character.

A young man in his early 20s ran so fast that everyone gawked at him. He continued sprinting until he finally reached his destination. When he arrived in front of the library, he bent over, hands on his knees, gasping for breath. Despite his exhaustion, he kept a firm grip on the book in his hand. His heavy breathing reddened his cheeks. Nevertheless, he steadied himself by gripping the door handle and took a deep breath before entering the library.

As he walked further into the building, he was met with silence, a stark contrast to the noise outside. He saw many people sitting on benches - some reading, some busy on their laptops. He paid them no mind and headed straight to the counter to let them know he had arrived, as he was already very late. Standing in front of the counter, he found an old man in his late 40s seated there. He wore glasses perched on the tip of his nose as he read a newspaper.

"Ahjusii?" the boy spoke.

This made the old man crane his neck toward his side and saw the boy ahead of him. He recognized him as soon as he caught the boy's eyes. Of course, he was one of the regular customers of his library.

"Yes, Taehyung?" he spoke in his firm voice.

"Enter my name in your register," Taehyung said.

The elderly man beautifully describes the anticipation of Taehyung's arrival and the admiration for him as a person. The comparison of Taehyung to an angel and the uplifting effect of his voice adds depth to his emotions.

Acknowledging Taehyung's request, the protagonist dutifully follows through. Furthermore, the unexpected task of returning the book to a specific person introduces an intriguing. The old man asked Taehyung to give a particular lady the required book, who was sitting right beside his usual place. The title of the book, 'ENCYCLOPEDIA', hints at the potential significance of the publication.

"Alright, ahjusii I'll give this book to that young lady."
Taehyung smiled and returned with a smile too.

He made his step to that lady. He kept reducing the distance between them and the time he was right beside her, he spoke in a low voice to not disturb others.
"Excuse me?"

But she didn't hear. He spoke again but she was reluctant to hear his words. He observed how she placed her head on her palm. Therefore, the hair covered her whole side profile.

When he looked at his side as he was embarrassed and with the inferior personality he possessed for some stranger, it was getting more difficult for him. At last, after several attempts, he took a sigh and tapped his fingertip on her back. This made her stumble on that exact place and brought her hair towards the other side.

Soon, she extracted her earplugs from her ears and gazed at the person who knocked her.

On the other side, Taehyung kept staring at her. Although she was not conventionally beautiful, her beauty still left him speechless for a moment. Her medium-length wavy hair looked gorgeous, and her almond-shaped eyes were truly amazing to behold.

She may not have had the fair complexion of Koreans, but her sun-kissed skin could rival that of any model out there. Her lips were dry, but at that moment, they seemed meant for kissing. Honestly, he felt some familiarity with her face. She bore a resemblance to someone with indistinct features. His chain of thoughts was interrupted when she spoke in a sweet voice.

"Yes?"

He found himself here with no memory of how he arrived. Suddenly, a jolt of realization hit him like a speeding truck, and he knew.

"Uh, ahjusii told me to give you this book."

This led her to gaze at the old man and smile. She took the book in her hands and thanked him.

Not to waste much of his time, he withdrew the chair from the table and plunged his onto the seat next to hers. He kept the book aside of him which he had been holding for a long time. The lavender-coloured book gained his attention and was the first one to be read. Now, as he was going through that item, his focus was on that publication.

Not to forget, that lady was observing every action of his. But, he wasn't aware. She observed how he was silently reading a book, named,

'THE KOREAN GUY I LOVED'.

A small smile was playing on his face. She was curious about this joy.
Not so long after, she asked something that sounded like honey veiled voice of our male lead.

"Did you like this book?"

This made him startle in his place. At first, he found it difficult to accept, but rather than waiting for her any longer, he simply nodded in agreement. This made her smile. As a result, her beauty seemed to grow even though she was already beautiful. Her curiosity prompted her to ask him several questions, so she intended to break the silence between them and ask.

"Do you know who the writer is?"

"Yeah! Erin Müller," he replied shortly.

Then she stepped ahead to question him again,

"Do you have any idea about her?"

Due to his reserved nature, he didn't respond at length. At times, Taehyung even felt uncomfortable with her questions, yet he promptly answered each one.

"No, 'cause she likes to be out of public view."

She once again asked him about whether he liked the writer, and was pleased to hear that he did. He appreciated the writer for her amazing writing skills and admired her. Even though he had never caught a glimpse of her, he still wanted to meet her, at least once. He glanced aside, her smile still lingering on her lips, and felt a warmth spreading through him. However, at that moment, Taehyung's deep voice interrupted her.

"Uh, well why do you want to know about me liking her though?"

Instead of vocalizing something, she tilted her chin towards that book and her dimples made a timely appearance again. She laughed, causing his chest to glow with warmth.

"You are so cute! I am called Erin Müller," she responded.

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