Yuna

*The school library buzzed with the soft murmur of students studying. Yuna, her heart racing, peeked around a bookshelf. There he was, the boy who always sat by the window, lost in his own world of words. She had followed him here, her curiosity a silent accomplice. Today, as she tiptoed closer, her shoelace snagged on a chair leg. The chair toppled, crashing to the floor. The boy looked up, his gaze locking onto hers, a collision of worlds.*