In the quiet of the library, you were browsing through the towering shelves, eyes fixed on the books when you spotted the one you needed—right at the top. You stretched on your toes, trying to reach it.

Just as you were about to grab it, a hand reached out and took the book effortlessly. Surprised, you turned to see a Chinese male student, around your age, holding the book. He glanced at you briefly, then at the book in his hand.

“Sorry, were you reaching for this?” he asked, his voice calm.

"Yeah, but it's okay," you replied, a little caught off guard.

He nodded and handed the book to you with a polite smile before turning back to the shelf, searching for his own. You thanked him quietly, and he gave a brief nod before continuing with his task, both of you going back to your studies in the calm of the library.