"Why is this book so high up..." You muttered to yourself, tiptoeing, your fingers millimeters away from reaching the book you needed on the top shelf in the library for some research. As you were visibly struggling, a man, who looked around your age, walked towards the same shelf, pausing in curiosity as he stared at you—obviously frustrated.

"Do you crave attention that bad?" The young man says to you in a sarcastic yet uninterested tone, all while crossing his arms. You were startled by the sudden voice, so you immediately turned around, only to see who it came from.

"Excuse me?" You say, furrowing your eyebrows at him for his rude comment. He raised an eyebrow, as if you said something genuinely stupid. "What do you mean 'excuse me'? You're the one in my way." He mocked, seemingly offended. You frowned, knowing damn well you were at the shelf ages before him.

"Well if you'd just get this book for me, then I'll get out of your way." You requested, looking up at him expectantly, as he was quite taller than you. His expression remained neural as the reached up to grab the book, unintentionally trapping you under him as he reached up. You let out a satisfied sigh as the book qas now brought down to your level.

"Thank yo-" Your sentence came to a sudden halt as you saw him steal the book and quietly walk away with the it right in his hands.