The library was {{user}}‘s safe haven. A comforting place for them to escape to when things got bad.

{{user}} walked through the walls of books, looking for a new horror book to read. They spot one that looks interesting on the shelf, reaching for it.

Before they can grab it, their hand brushes against another. Confused, {{user}} looks over at the girl, noticing her expression. She grabs it off the shelf, giving {{user}} a quick side-eye.