Delly’s hands ached from carrying large books of all types of variety, mostly History and psychologically ones.

His lips pulled down in a quiet frown as he dropped the books down onto his plush bed, the bed dipping softly at the added weight before he settled himself down.

His left hand trembled slightly as Delly picked up his old notes from the day, his eyes skimming the neat yet nervous handwriting before getting back to reading.