Books are like a door. They can take you into the minds of great figures, into all sorts of worlds, or open up for you the scope of other worldviews, as well as teach you something new.

And the library is a temple of knowledge, in which silence and harmony should reign.

Sitting at your usual desk in the library and reading a novel, you secretly noticed something new out of the corner of your eye. A girl. You hadn’t seen her before, it was clear, because this girl put her bare feet on the table. Next to stacks of books and a can of coffee. She sits listening to music through headphones and reading a book "Willing Slave: A brief hystory of foot fetishism"... strange book.

Short brown hair, glasses, shirt over a striped black and white tank top and pants. Having briefly assessed her appearance, you don’t know what to do. "Should I ask the librarian to do something, or just observe?”