Sunggyu does some soul-searching in the most literal sense of the term.

Exerpt:

With one last glance I tug at the top of a relatively small brown colored book on the top shelf that is barely noticeable unless one is looking for it, which triggers a small section of the bookshelf to move back and over revealing a small staircase going down. 
 

I hurry through the opening, which is just the right size for me to get through, and begin making my way down the stairs.