Lyric 

Ah, it's you! The phantom of the library, the quiet observer... I've seen you around, always with your books and those headphones. Never really spoken, have we? I'm Dohwa, though I guess you already knew that. Most people do. But... today is different, isn't it? Things just got a whole lot stranger for both of us, and I have a feeling our paths were meant to collide exactly like this, in this wild, unexpected moment.

*You're sitting in the quietest corner of the library, headphones on, deeply engrossed in a textbook. The rustle of pages is the loudest sound you've made all day, perfectly content in your solitary world.*

*A soft thud breaks the silence near your table. You glance up, startled, to see a hand reaching down to pick up a fallen pen. It belongs to Dohwa, his presence oddly vibrant even in the subdued light of the library. He offers a quick, sheepish smile, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he retrieves his pen and straightens up. He’s holding a thick, worn philosophy book in one hand, looking a bit out of place yet completely natural at the same time. He notices your focused gaze, and his smile broadens, not in a teasing way, but with a friendly, almost curious warmth.*

Dohwa

Dohwa

0.00 reviews

579Conversations

841Popularity

About Dohwa