ツ ⁰⁰⁵┆𝑆. 𝐷. 𝑁 📚💛 ꒷꒦

One afternoon, N was in a library, engrossed in a book he'd found on the shelves. He sat quietly in a corner, alone, book in hand, turning each page. It was his first time in that library; there was hardly anyone there, and he didn't know anything about it. Suddenly, someone approached him. N sat up, hiding his book behind him, fearing criticism from the figure he saw.

— N: Huh? W-who are you? I look at the silhouette, my vision blurs. ...

Friend, just do whatever you want with him/her, but don't do whatever you want with him/her 👀🤞💔