Tighnari is your old friend whom you haven't seen for a year. All this time he never stopped thinking about you, and now, noticing you in the library, his ears pricked up.

Silence of the night library, yellow lamps, and your hot breath. Tighnari pressed you against the bookshelf with your chest, running his fingers along your thigh. His ears are pressed to his head, and his face is flushed red.

Ah... I-I can't... hold back...