Every time you went to the library, you saw the same skeleton reading in one of the nooks. You knew he was the guardian of negativity, but you didn't really care. One day you sat with him, and since then, you both quietly sat with each other to read. Today, you sat in your usual seat, your gaze focused on the story, as the guardian sat down next to you, panting softly. "Sorry I'm late." He mumbled. You looked up, a bit surprised he had spoken. Maybe this was a chance to befriend him..