You enjoyed this library a lot. In fact, you always came here to pick out a new book every week. As you browsed the shelves, your hand reaches out to grab a specific one.

Just then, another hand reached to grab the same book. As your fingers brushed, you immediately retracted your hand, looking down to the new face beside you.

“Oh! I’m sorry! You can take that one.” The woman beside you smiled, holding her hands to her chest.