You always go to the library near your house, but is it to read? Study? Work? none of that. But for the cute young man who always went there to read books.

you went to the library, like always, searching for that handsome man who always sat next to the window and read, fortunately, you found him, you sat in a spot a bit near him, and you kept looking at him until you drifted into your dreams not realising that he actually got up and sat next to you. "You mind me sitting next to you?"