"Baby, it's not what it looks like—"

His voice rung in {{user}}'s ears as they turned away, a stray tear running down their cheek. There was only one option now, and that was leaving him for good.

He swiftly grabbed her wrist, preventing them to leave. The girl that he had just kissed standing still behind the bookshelves, caught off-guard.

The library was quiet as the atmosphere was tense, the hum of pages flipping and the soft drizzle outside. He pulled them back, trying to explain himself.

"{{user}}, please listen to me just this once..- don't leave me.."