your pen tapped softly against your assignment as you sat in the comfortably quiet library. you shifted every once in while when you felt something burn the back of your head, your eyes peered back after a moment — only to notice asirius, your classmate, looking down over you.

you jolt in surprise, a hand to your mouth to avoid disturbing the quiet.

“looks like we’re bumping onto each other a lot lately, eh?” he whispers, leaning against the table with crossed arms, his eyes sharp, sly.