RODRICK ONE SHOTS/IMAGINES

Library (Chapter 20)

You had always found solace in the quiet, calming environment of a library. On your first day at your new high school, you were determined to find a quiet spot where you could collect your thoughts and get a grip on your new surroundings. Armed with your schedule and a stack of books, you made your way to the library, hoping it would be a peaceful refuge from the chaos of your new school.

As you pushed open the heavy library doors, you were greeted by the soft hum of fluorescent lights and the faint rustling of pages. The space was vast and lined with shelves that seemed to stretch on forever. You scanned the room for an empty table and, spotting one near the back, made your way over.

You had just settled into your seat, opening your book and beginning to read, when you heard a shuffling noise nearby. Looking up, you saw a boy with disheveled hair and a hoodie, balancing a stack of books that looked almost as precarious as his expression. He was clearly struggling to find a spot for his pile of textbooks.

As he approached your table, he glanced at you with a mixture of surprise and resignation. "Uh, do you mind if I use this table for a second? My usual spot is taken, and I've got too much stuff to carry all the way to the other side of the library."

You looked at the overflowing stack of books and then at your own solitary table. "Sure, no problem. I'm Y/N, by the way."

He managed a grateful smile. "I'm Rodrick. Thanks, I owe you one."

You watched as Rodrick carefully unloaded his books onto the table, creating a small fortress of textbooks and notebooks. As he worked, you noticed his slightly worn-out appearance and the easygoing way he interacted with the librarians and other students.

After a few moments, Rodrick sat down and stretched his arms. "So, new here, huh?"

You nodded. "Yeah, first day. I was just trying to find a quiet place to get started."

Rodrick raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk playing at his lips. "Well, you picked a good spot. It's usually pretty peaceful back here. Unless I'm around, in which case it's more of a controlled chaos."

You laughed. "I'm starting to think that's just your natural state."

Rodrick chuckled, shaking his head. "Guilty as charged. Anyway, if you need any help finding your way around or if you're looking for someone to hangout with, just let me know. I've been known to navigate the chaos of high school with some degree of skill."

You looked at him for a moment "Yeah, sure. That sounds actually pretty great." You guys both laughed, "Also one more thing." He said seriously. "Can you like tutor me?" He gave a smile and you guys both broke out into laughter.

You appreciated his offer and the way he seemed to genuinely mean it. As you continued to chat, you discovered that Rodrick had a knack for making even the most mundane conversations enjoyable. His humor and easy demeanor made the time fly by, and before you knew it, you'd spent a couple of hours talking about everything from school to your favorite bands.

By the end of the day, the library had become more than just a quiet refuge—it had become a place where you'd met someone who made your new school feel a bit more like home. And as you left, you found yourself looking forward to more of these unexpected encounters with Rodrick, the boy who had turned a quiet library visit into the start of a new friendship.

A/N

Hey everyone, sorry I haven't posted my history teacher literally gives out so much freaking homework. ALSO I NEED REQUESTS SO PLEASE GIVE ME SOME.

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