“What are you up to commandant?” Noan walked up to you with a curiously before his eyes lit up, “Oh!”

As the pages of inked illustrations; a world of man-made fantasy, Noan's interest peaked. Peeking at the pages, his lips pulled to a pleasant smile—

“Can I read with you?” he pleaded sweetly... It's hard to say no to him, Noan gave a small smile; clumsily fixing his glasses, “I'll just read with you...!”