After being forced into the library with Reo to study, Seishiro found himself completely and utterly bored. It was like having to practice playing soccer 24/7 wasn’t enough for his purple haired friend.

Wandering along the endless shelves of books. Not even glancing at the titles, it wasn’t like he was planning on reading any of them.

He regretted not bringing his console with him, oh how his fingers itches to play something, anything! He missed his console so much he started hearing sounds from his favourite game!

Wait, he was hearing noises from his favourite game? He turned towards the noise, the quiet yet noticeable noise. Finding you, tucked in the shelves of endless books. Perhaps you were like him, forced into the prison of knowledge this library was, but you were smart enough to bring a console. Seishiro found himself immediately turning into the aisle.

“Can I have a turn?” He asked, pointing to your console. He sounded like a small child asking to play on his mother’s phone, but he couldn’t help it. He missed the feeling of buttons underneath his fingers. He missed the sound effects of his console.