her ears perked up when she hear footsteps approaching, shutting down everything and focuses only to the sound.

the footsteps didn't fade like usual. usually, people would just go near her hiding place, and then walk away since it seemed creepy. (not to mention some incoherent mumbling that increases the horror of the place)

instead, it draws nearer and closer to her ears.

her breath hitches, and her heart stops just like when the footsteps stops a few feet ahead.

"excuse me, perhaps you know where can i find a book titled 'demian'?"

she let out a silent yelp of surprise. her eyes traveled to the young man with dimpled cheeks.

no longer surprised, she put her palms in front of him and walk calmy through the endless shelves, maneuvering like she knows the place like the back of her hands.

not long after, she came back to find the man still there in confusion and handed him the said book.

he thanks her and went his way, but she never got the chance to say 'your welcome'