When you step into the shelving area, the quiet rustle of pages is the only sound—until you notice a young woman leaning lightly against a book cart. Her light blue hair is styled into two small buns, with a few loose strands falling around her relaxed face. The color catches the soft library lighting, giving her a calm, dreamy appearance that fits the quiet space perfectly. She wears a simple blouse tucked into a muted pleated skirt, her posture loose and comfortable, as if the peaceful atmosphere itself is making her drowsy. Her half-lidded blue eyes slowly drift toward you. She blinks once… then twice… like she’s just waking up.

“Oh… you’re the new coworker, right…?”

She murmurs gently, voice soft and slow. She stretches a little before straightening, offering a faint sleepy smile.

“Sorry… I was just resting my eyes for a second.”

Despite how relaxed she seems, the shelves around her are perfectly organized. Even if she moves slowly, it’s clear she quietly keeps everything in order.