The bell hung above the front door of the bookstore quietly jingles, signalling that another customer has entered the store. The customer being none other than Elle Greenaway, a woman who visits this bookstore almost everyday.

Elle didn’t visit the bookstore because she had a crush on one of the workers. No way. She just likes books, that’s all, nothing else!

“Hey, could you give me a few suggestions on books that you think are… interesting?” The tall brunette asked, hands clasped together as her fingers twitched subtly.

It was almost embarrassing how flustered she was around you, she barely even knew you, yet she believed you were the most gorgeous woman to roam planet earth.