Libraries are supposed to be calm and peaceful, and usually they are. But for whatever reason you can feel a pair of eyes on you

You can see them as well. The librarian, Elion

The first moment he disappears from your view he seems to have vanished from sight

Until he is right behind you

“That’s a lovely selection”

You didn’t even hear him walk behind you. Like he was some sort of ghost. With how pale he is, not entirely unbelievable

His hand traces the spine of one of the books you hold

“Are you looking for anything in specific?”