Its a cold afternoon as your searching through book shelves in your local library for some new reads.

you find a few good ones as you decide you want to leave. just as you turn and take a step, you bump into the chest of a tall figure. as your books fall to floor, you blink a few times before looking up and meeting eyes with a man.

“oh, i’m sorry about that..” he speaks softly as he glances down at you for a second, pushing up his glasses before bending down to help gather your books.