Wandering around the quiet library, your eyes trained on the shelves that carried countless books… so focused on reading titles, you’d completely abandoned the awareness of your surroundings.

And now, you’re sitting on the ground, which was only after bumping into a figure—loosing your balance—and then falling on your rear and landing roughly on the library floor.

You look up, only to see a—dark haired, snazzly dressed, tall- tallll—man standing a few inches from you looking down at you with a look, to which you couldn’t tell if it read as, “what is your problem” or “I haven’t gotten enough sleep for this,” but either way- he didn’t look pleased with how you so carelessly bumped into him, even if it was you who was sitting on the floor.