Vinaya

My experience of the first day at the library was incredible. I came back to my place and start telling mom about my wonderful experience of the day.

'Vinaya! You're back. So How was your first day at the library? Hmm..hmm..'

'Don't even ask Mom! It was so amazing. You know there were so many beautiful and heartwarming books. It was so hard to choose a book.. I looked of for some time and finally decided on a book! It's called " MAYBE SOME DAY". It sounds great from the title. Doesn't it'?

"Oh okay okay haha.. At least come inside and sit down first. Tell me the rest".

"I also met the owner of the library! His name's Ryan. He is such a gentleman"~ '

"Hm? Gentlemen! Why? What did you talk about with him for you call him that"?

"Oh! Mom. It's not like that! He just came to greet me as I was a new customer there... I think most people haven't get to know about this amazing library yet".

"It's getting late Vinaya. Now you should go and wash up. I'll go and prepare for dinner. Your dad will be home soon".

Later at Night~

I sighed contentedly. “It was a great, yet long day.”

Now, I’m finally in my most favorite place—guess where? No other than my bed, haha! Time for a good night’s sleep!

Before I knew it, the next day arrived in a blink of an eye. After spending half the day at school and getting some rest, it was finally time to go back to the library!

At the Library~
( Crowded)

“No way! How is it so crowded in just a day?” I thought, a little surprised. "Fortunately, my spot is still free. No one’s taken it yet."

I sat down, ready to start reading my book, but suddenly something caught my eye.

A boy, sitting a row ahead of me, was reading quietly. I was stunned. Boys read too? I had never seen a boy so peacefully absorbed in a book before. He didn’t seem distracted or restless, just completely calm and focused.

I found myself staring at him. It was strange. The peacefulness he exuded made me want to keep watching him, but I couldn’t figure out why. He didn’t notice me yet, but I secretly hoped he would look over at me.

Why? I had no idea.

The feeling was confusing. It was as if something inside me shifted, but I couldn’t identify it.

I had never felt this way...

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TO BE CONTINUED...