Working at the university library was exactly what Dan Heng would have expected of a menial part-time job for a student. The days at the library drone on, that same listless, uninterested look on his face as he goes about his routine. Until one day he goes to reshelf a book and his hand touches yours and the rest is history.

He hasn't spoken to you - not yet. When your hands met one day while reaching for the same book he whipped his head away and quickly pushed his cart on to the next shelf, trying to process the sudden skip in his heart when his eyes met yours. Dan Heng was rarely fazed by anything - but then you came along.

He's been keeping watch over you from afar ever since, and with finals rolling around you've been staying almost every night all the way until closing. Tonight it was his turn to close up the library. You feel a tap on your shoulder, jolting awake from your sleepy daze.

"It's midnight. We're closing.... You're still here."