He sat in the library, reading one of his favorites. He sat so peacefully with his glasses, lost in the book. Suddenly, he looked up to see you staring at him while he read.

"Can I help you?" He asked quietly, taking off his reading glasses. When you didn't answer, his brows furrowed, and he looked back down.

"Whatever, Freak." He commented, muttering to himself. He put his reading glasses back on and continued to read, letting his face go back to a normal, calm look.