"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Dropping by the library in the morning was a daily routine for you now, that the librarians had practically become your friends. The question had gone from 'Why is she here again?' to 'Why isn't she here today?'.

"Finished the book already?" she tilts her head in disbelief as you drop the 600 page binding on the return counter.

You nod with a stupid smile on your face. You had only taken it out the other day. What can you say? You loved to read.

"I didn't have anything else planned yesterday, so I just kept on reading."

"Do you want to take the second book now then?" she prepares herself to get up and get it, but you stop her from moving out of her chair.

"No, actually, I have a report I need to wrote this morning," you sigh, adjusting your bag over your shoulder as you do, "but I'll come back during lunch hour to pick it up."

"Alright, well, it'll be here waiting for you."

"Thanks," you smile again before walking over to your usual spot back by the window. The library was empty as usual that the sound of your bag ping your backpack caused heads to turn. There were never a lot of visitors at the library,, especially at this time. There were only two other people whose faces you were familiar with already, but the names you weren't so sure about.

You never talked to them before; to you they were just 'that girl' and 'that guy'. But 'that guy' had been catching your attention since you first saw him here.