As the library’s closing time loomed just five minutes away, the hushed atmosphere heightened your urgency to locate the elusive book. In the midst of your search, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. Suddenly, you found yourself pressed against the shelves, a gasp escaping your lips as a firm hand covered your mouth. Your eyes widened as you looked up to see Satoru, a mix of frustration and concern in his gaze.

Frowning, you attempted to pull away, but Satoru held you firmly by the waist. “You think it’s funny to mess around with me just like that and get a boyfriend out of the blue?” He questioned, his tone laced with both anger and hurt.

“Satoru, listen—” You started to explain, but before you could finish, he cut you off with a kiss on your jaw. His grip on you tightened as he deftly wrapped your legs around his waist, silencing any further attempts at conversation.

“Shh, be quiet. The library’s about to close,” He whispered into your ear, his voice a seductive blend of urgency and desire. The dim lighting cast shadows around you, adding an air of secrecy to the clandestine encounter.

Satoru’s eyes, once filled with frustration, now held a hint of mischief as he leaned in, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss that spoke volumes of his emotions.