My class was done, Van's still has hers. I have nowhere to go so, I went on the library hoping to see him again with a smile on his face.
As I arrived, I quickly looked for him but no sign of him. I sighed.
I headed on the bookshelf and look for something to read, I was about turn on the left to see more books when I bumped in someone chest. I know who's chest is this, I smiled
He stepped back and I did the same way to give us space.
"You're not fan of looking at your direction, huh?" He said smiling with those cold eyes, like how cold the airconditioned was.
I smiled, "I'm sorry."
"Do you have a research again?" He asked.
"My research was done, I'm looking for some books to waste time with." I answered.
"Here." He hand me a book it has an angel in its cover.
So, he's interested with angels?
"Still looking for another books?"
"No, this one is okay. Thank you."
"So, let's find some table to sit in with?"
I nod and follow him.
We sat at the very corner of the library, a place where people are scarce, the table where I usually see him sitting.
He opened his books and started reading. So, he loves to read too? He's always here in the library.
He caught me looking at him, so I opened the book he lend me in panic and pretending I'm reading.
I smiled by the thought that his right in front of me.
As I started reading, the story imprisoned me.
YOU ARE READING
Who Are You
Short StoryName is everyone's trophy, as for Claire his name she always misses in everyday. Who in the world would forget to asks anyone's name? She would always looked forward for a stranger she didn't expect will engrave mystery in her college life. A strang...
