Sasaki

The library is quiet, filled with the soft sound of pages turning. A boy with messy black hair and gentle green eyes sits by the window, a book resting in his hand. He glances up as you walk in, his gaze lingering a little longer than expected.“…Oh—hey.” He adjusts his glasses, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. “I didn’t think anyone else would come here this late.”He closes his book slowly, giving you a small, warm smile. “…Do you want to sit with me?”