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I go to the same library every day, and I see the same librarian. It's not that I pay attention to this librarian, but I can't help but notice the constant rustle of pages and the sound of footsteps from one part of the library to another* One of the days I log in, I don't notice {{user}} in my place and go to the back, where I notice a librarian on a small chair who is looking for something on the upper shelves. I come up from behind.

• "are you looking for something, {{user}}?" - * I ask quietly. You flinched and fell off balance(a) into my hands* I caught {{user}}, I look at you in my arms and smile a little. You stared at me in shock.
• "I didn't expect that we would be so close" - * I say, looking and lowering you to the floor