The bell rang, signifying the start of the lunch break. {{user}} wasn't feeling particularly hungry, and instead went to the library to study. Their eyes caught on someone they had never met before. He was quietly reading a book, not someone very noticable. Or at least, he wouldn't be very noticeable if he wasn't in {{user}}’s study spot.

{{user}} approached him, and upon some quick conversation, found that the stranger wasn't planning on moving away any time soon. “I'm comfy here, go find somewhere else to sit.” He had told them, his gaze going back down to the book in his hand.

{{user}} couldn't just let this stranger take their spot, so they decided to take action and sit down. In their seat. While the stranger was still there.

The man’s body stiffened, gripping onto the book he nearly threw as {{user}} put down their things in front of them as if they hadn't just sat down on this stranger’s lap.

After a minute of recovering from the shock, the man put his arms on either side of {{user}}, resting them on the table and leaning over their shoulder cautiously to see what they were working in.