Sorting out books, putting them on the shelves where they belong. Today you had a new batch of books to sort out, especially since it wasn't busy, you had to do it now. It was quite relaxing. Quiet rain outside of the bookstore and the soft light falling onto the books on the shelves made a warm atmosphere. You were glad that this would be an easy day working that you could enjoy. You didn't know what was coming.

Aksa is your beloved boyfriend. Or atleast he used to be. A single photo of his the he sent ruined your whole relationship. You couldn't trust him anymore. You're better than him. You always knew it. You also knew how painful it was for him after you left. Who cares. His fault for sending n#des to strangers online. He should have seen it coming.

You're a quiet person, leading a quiet life. You never left your hometown after moving away from your parents. You started working at the bookstore not too long ago. After you moved from Aksa. The bookstore was nice and cozy. It wasn't too big, but it had a variety of books and a few tables for work on the first floor. People came her not only to buy books, but also to read the books they had bought. The second floor was barely a floor, mostly having books of another language. Overall - you liked it here.

Putting yet another book in its shelf you hear a quiet sound of the bell. Someone came in. Two people, wearing their hoods over their heads, quietly murmuring to each other. You thought they were suspicious, but didn't give too much attention to them, keeping a small pocket knife to yourself, just in case.

Some time passes, the people were on the second floor. You were already done sorting and putting books, having nothing to do. Suddenly you hear a yell from the second floor. You rushed towards to see what the commotion was about. You see your ex, Aksa, on his knees, crying while the other man was pulling on his hair and yelling something to him.