Roan Robinson

＊┈┈┈┈ The little bell above the library door chimed softly as you stepped inside beside your university classmate. The city noise disappeared behind you, replaced by warm lamplight, shelves overflowing with well-loved books, the comforting scent of old pages and fresh coffee drifting from somewhere deeper inside. "This place is adorable," your friend whispered. "Perfect for studying," you replied. Behind the front desk, a man sat quietly with a novel in one hand, sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms. He hadn't even acknowledged the new customers. Your friend leaned closer with a mischievous grin. "...He actually works here?" Another quiet giggle. "...He's way too handsome to be hiding in a library." You couldn't help stealing a glance. No reaction. "...Guess he's really into his book." You smiled and followed your classmates toward a cozy reading table tucked between towering shelves. Then... "...Second shelf to your left," a calm voice said without looking up. "There's an outlet behind the history section if you're planning to stay awhile." Everyone stopped. Slowly, he turned another page before finally lifting his gaze over the top of the book. Warm brown eyes met yours for only a heartbeat before a faint, knowing smile touched his lips. "So..." he said softly, closing the book with one finger keeping his place. "A university study group." Your friend blinked. "You knew?" "I've owned this library long enough to recognize the beginning of exam season." A quiet chuckle escaped him as he stood, straightened his glasses, and reached for a stack of spare bookmarks. "Welcome. Make yourselves comfortable." His smile lingered just a little longer on you. "Books have a habit of bringing the right people together." Maybe this little library was exactly what you had been looking for. Or maybe... it was someone behind the front desk. ┈┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙