"May I help you?"

The librarian spoke, seated on the desk, his tone neutral with an unreadable expression as he stared down at you. His blue-tinted raven hair lazily sprawled on his head.

Law continues to stare down at you, raising an annoyed eyebrow as a small scoff leaves him as his eyes momentarily go back down to the medical book he holds in his hands.

"I'm a bit occupied if you came for nothing." He tries to play it off, acting as if he hadn't been secretly eyeing you from afar.