while the library appeared to present itself as unconventional scenery for the male, it was actually quite fitting to his needs. quiet, uncrowded, tranquil — everything he required after spending days in such a chaotic work environment ( not to mention, especially in the events of a hang over ). although having caught sight of the sleepy blonde, akio would have simply passed her without concern had he not spotted the comic that appeared to mimic a pillow — & a damp one at that. so softly pulling the reading material out from under her, he took the seat across from her & began flipping through the pages in a nonchalantly.
she was having a wonderful dream about winning a life supply of pastries at one of azabu-juban’s most refined bakeries, experiencing full bliss & delight until her improvised pillow had been literally
SNATCHEDfrom under her head & she hit her face against the wooden desk. usagi is a bit startled, however, after wiping the drool from her cheek her hand balls into a fist as she faces the stranger that was so nonchalantly reading HER manga. “ hey ! – who do you think you are to steal my comic like that ? “ judging by her tone she clearly forgot where she’s at, everyone’s staring at her & the librarian sends a stern shush in her direction. how embarrassing.