Things Inside My Head

Calling to You

Author's Greeting

HELLO, PEOPLE! 'Author's Greeting' may confuse you but it's an official thing in yours truly's books so I can announce you peeps some important things about each and every one-shot published!

BUT, FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS! It's boring lol.

Anyways, here are some things you may want to consider knowing about this book

1) This book will be updated rarely because I only write one-shots whenever I'm bored writing for my main book (which is Desired Destiny at the moment).

2) This book will consist of strong language and heavy fluffs so kids better watch out and have their parents or guardians around!

3) This book's description will also change every time a new one-shot is published and each one-shot will be written in around 10k words. When I write a one-shot, I truly pour my heart into it lmao *piano dramatically plays*

4) This book will have so many typos, grammar errors, misspellings, mistakes, and flaws because I know next to nothing about English, l i t e r a l l y

5) Lastly (and not so important lol), this book is full of spontaneous Jelsa one-shots which means that I didn't conduct 'in-depth research' for the topic of the story and plotted a proper storyline for it because things just crazily jump out of my freaking empty nut brain, so pretty please forgive me if things are going to be (no doubt) weird and crazy around here.

OKAY, YEP, THAT'S ALL. Now, onto my first-ever one-shot! Here we go!

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In which everyone screamed at Jack and Elsa Andersen was always around to deal with the situation.
It all started when a walking sex bomb stepped inside the library.

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"Jack!"

Elsa Andersen panted as she finally managed to grasp the attention of the walking sex bomb with the most attractive silvery-white hair who had visited the library 10 minutes ago.

It was only 9 in the morning of a very breezy Sunday and Elsa decided to escape from her house because her lovely sister, Anna, would probably invite her equally lovely boyfriend, Kristoff, to spend the weekend together. Elsa loved them both—even considered Kristoff as a family, but they didn't care much about PDA and Elsa loathed PDA.

She was very engrossed with her books and only spared a glance to the librarians whom she had grown to love, but she could not keep her head down when the door was suddenly slammed open by an extremely dashing young man. Elsa wasn't someone who got easily attracted to a guy, but the young man who had stepped through the door could easily make any girl swoon.

Moreover, someone as hot as that creature did not usually pop out in a library in the most random day.

Elsa peeked from the giant book she had been holding for the past hours and watched how the young man—who seemed to be in a hurry—swiftly bolted to the circulation desk to borrow a pile of children books. The platinum blonde pinched herself and tore her gaze away from him.

He is handsome, okay, but that doesn't mean you can be a creep and stare at him all the time!

Elsa huffed and turned sides to avoid any slight of opportunity to have a glimpse at his gorgeous white hair—and back—again.