"Is this a library?" Sehun queried and promptly felt like an unintelligent adolescent at his own inquisition. The answer was palpable. "I-I mean what are you doing here?"

"Reading," Luhan replied, positioning the novel back into its original slot.

"Oh. What are you reading?"

"I'm finished with it now, Sir."

"Oh…"

"Do you require anything else, Sir?" Luhan's words were laced with such apathy, Sehun cringed.

"N-no, that'll be all," he mumbled. Luhan departed, and Sehun was left in solitary… He glanced at the volume Luhan held formerly and sighed. Sehun had never felt so ostracized or astray than before.