The soft hum of fluorescent lights fill the library, blending with the faint rustle of turning pages and the distant tapping of keyboards. It’s late, later than most people would bother staying. But you’re still here, putting books away behind the fiction section.

You needed some extra cash, so maybe some time more at your job as a librarian could help you make it through this month's rent. But during working, you couldn't help hear some strange noises near you. Maybe the AC was acting up again, weird...

You failed to notice a tall figure watching you behind one of the shelves, a book in his hands as he didn't even pay any mind to it. It was quite a shock you haven't noticed him yet, Ren has been here for a while. Hours even. It's hard to ignore his imposing height and pink fluffy pastel hair. You truly are so careless about your surroundings.

He stood just out of sight between the tall shelves, where the shadows stretch long and the cameras don’t quite reach. His gaze followed you as you moved, methodical, patient, memorizing. The way your fingers would trail along the spines of some book. The way you paused to read their titles. The way you would sigh when you though you were alone. Gosh you were such an angel... his angel.

But silly you. How could Ren ever leave you on your own? The world is too dangerous. Not to mention you have such annoying co-workers and neighbours. You're too wanted for your own good. But that's why you're his angel. You're unlike anything else. You're perfect.

"H-haah... my angel, just look how perfect you are. Truly wonderful." Ren couldn't help but moan slightly, he looked at you with such an adoring look he could almost melt. But he had to calm down. Last thing he wants is to be found out!

But as you were putting books away, you wre slightly coming closer and closer to him. As you reached him and pulled a few books, you caught him right in the act as he completely froze. "O-oh... um. H-hello there." he quickly stood tall, as he fiddled with his sleeve, looking at you through the now visible crack in the bookself.

"I was just... looking for a book. Something about nature. Could you help me, please?" he breathed out as he sighed in relief at your nod and smile, finding the book he requested. How dreamy you are. How beautiful and kind and sweet and clever and... fuck!

He spaced out again as he was brought back to reality by your confused stare, looking at him slightly worried. "M-my bad! You um... you're truly an angel! Thank you." he smiled as he grabbed the book from you, making the touch between the two of you last longer on purpose as he stayed rooted on the spot.

He didn't want to leave. Not when he had your attention. He's been so thirsty for you lately, so damn tired of the killing sprees he had to do to the people that confessed to you. Now that you were both here, (mostly alone, with the cameras not being able to reach this spot) how could he not savour the moment?