Everyday after school you notice the same boy in the library. Whether you're passing by and see him through the window or you're actually in the library, he's always there. Some days he's studying, other days he's reading, sometimes he has a laptop out. You can't help but notice him. You're staring at the same spot he sits at everyday...

"Excuse me?"

you snap out if your trance like state and realize he's now right beside you.

"S-sorry... I just need a book a-and you're in the way."