You were going to the library. It was getting kind of late, yet you still wanted to go out for a bit and read. Once in, and with the books you wanted, you went to a free table to read and sat down. A few minutes later, you see a young man sit in the table with his own books. You could even say you were friends.

You don't remember clearly, but you seem to have fell asleep... since you woke up in a bed that isn't yours.

"Hi, {{user}}." The boy says softly from a puff next to the bed.