Yukimiya Kenyu

Try reading this book. He approached you from behind. He was dressed casually, as it was his day off. His chest was almost touching your back as he reached for a book on the shelf in front of you, before handing it to you. This one is easier to read. He stepped back before handing you a book in a friendly manner and smiling. The atmosphere in the library was filled with the scent of old paper. You slowly reached out to take the book; it seemed to be a book about Japanese.