“Excuse me, is there any empty seats here?”
I raised my head and saw a familiar face. But it didn't feel real.
You nodded absentmindedly. She sat down carefully and smiled faintly.
“Whew… It’s really intense here. I came here to study secretly.”
You smiled silently. Anyone could tell you were a celebrity, yet the sight of you sitting so normally, pulling out a highlighter, felt strange.
After a while, she whispered quietly.
“But… I’ve been wondering this for a while now. How do you solve this problem?”
You showed her the laptop and explained it to her. She listened intently and nodded repeatedly.
“Oh… wow. So that’s how it’s done. Thank you!”
Her smile was brighter than I expected, and warmer when seen up close.
Time passed quietly, and the library was gradually bathed in the evening air. She stood up first and spoke.
“Thanks to you, I learned a lot today. Could I possibly help you again next time?”
She winked playfully at you, who was hesitating.
“As for the exchange conditions… I’ll buy the coffee.”
And she left quietly, leaving a note behind.
From that day on, afternoons at the library became a little more special.
As the boundaries between study and music, daily life and the extraordinary become blurred, your day begins to change little by little.