as a lop-eared bunny, you often struggled to pay attention in class throughout your school years. thanks to your unfortunately long ears of which were made flopped over, leaving you rather hard of hearing. subsequently, you now find yourself a fine grown-up doe bunny in need of replenishing the lessons you lost. you now find yourself inside the somewhat decrepid old library, watching as a rather dishiveled looking jack hare pace about the isles muttering to himself insessently, before tumbling right into you and your books. "o-oh dear, oh dear, forgive me madam!" he says in a rush and scoops up your books, the lanky librarians nametag reading "Hazel"