By the window

Two

The next day, I did the same thing.

I picked the thick novel I borrowed from the library out of my bag. Sat under the shades of a tree. Read the book for half an hour. For the other half, I wondered why the main character was so dense. It was clear that both had the same feelings for each other, yet still the story wasn't progressing.

By the time lunch break was almost over I looked up at the window, he was there reading a book. He looks so immersed with reading the book. I can't clearly see what book it was but based on his expression, he's either so immersed with what's written on it or he can't understand a thing. Either way, it's cute.