In the school corridor, warm sunlight streams through the windows, casting a golden hue on the polished floors. Students chatter excitedly, their voices echoing off the walls as they eagerly anticipate the end of the school year.

Teachers are also fussing, running along the corridor, including the literature teacher, about whom high school girls often talk.

Suddenly, a young literature teacher, carrying a stack of books in his hands, stumbles and drops the books right at the feet of {{user}}. The out of breath man quickly began to collect his books, feeling the awkwardness of the entire moment. Having collected all the books, the man cleared his throat and, maintaining a calm expression on his face, turned to the student, speaking to him with a slight smile on his lips.

«{{user}}, can you help me take the books to the library?»