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Seoul National Archives was a place visited, and in some cases, frequented, by many; humans, hybrids, and vampires alike. It was a safe haven for some, a place to hide within the mass of information and knowledge — but perhaps he was being foolish to think of such a public space in such light. 

There were so many faces that came and went with each day that passed, Junsu felt as if he always saw someone new, someone he had never seen before; even if there were some regulars here and there that he could recognize, and perhaps put a name to, as well. But to his dismay, it was impossible to truly know everyone and anyone that stepped into the expansive building — he’d given up on trying, really, content with seeing people go about their daily lives, some seeming to live in their own little worlds. And he could appreciate that, silently watching and going about things in his own little world as he went about his day-to-day responsibilities.  

It was peaceful, comforting — normal. 

But perhaps Junsu had found a little too much comfort in his work space, enough so where he had himself fairly well convinced that something was off in the atmosphere. He couldn’t put his finger on it, glancing around from time to time, pausing in-between shelving different titles to listen, to see if he could pick anything out that seemed odd to him (but really, what could he begin to consider odd?) 

He moved a little more slowly, taking additional time to ensure items were put back in their respective places; it wasn’t abnormal of him to do so, even though he was typically rather quick and accurate with his tasks. And maybe he was being unnecessarily watchful, too observant, but he couldn’t seem to shake the feeling that someone was watching him.

And perhaps he was being additionally paranoid when he had himself eventually convinced that he had caught the eyes of someone looking in his direction more than once; was it a steady gaze directed towards him? no, no, you’re being ridiculous, no one has interest in you here. Junsu tried to convince himself that he was making things up...but that was hard to do when he felt that he kept catching the same pair of alluring eyes...