Working at a library isn't always that interesting.
This, on the most part, was a true statement for eighteen-year-old Toki Masago. People didn't use the library so much any more, what with the Internet and all, and she often found herself fighting to stay awake at the reference desk.
The poor girl longed for some excitement in her life; anything that would liven up her day. She sat around playing solitaire on the computer, working on homework or generally being bored.
Pretty, shy Toki was no moron. She had a head crammed full of knowledge she never got to share. Her favorite topic was local history, especially that of the library, which had once been a house. All she longed for was some one to enlighten, some one with home she could share her vast knowledge. People told her it would be a shame to let it all go to waste.
But wasted it was, for no one cared much for Urban Legends. No one ever asked her anything, except maybe where the bathroom was or if they could use the computer.
No one, that is, until a young man walked up to the desk and asked her to see the local history books.
She, knowing right where they were (having memorized the Dewey Decimal System some time ago) showed him the section. He seemed disappointed to see how few books there were and that none of them contained death records. But he did find one that would be helpful and thus applied for a library card.
Toki sat at the desk, a bored expression on her face as she typed the info on his form into the computer; muttering the info aloud to herself. "Name...Yoh Asakura..." She mumbled, her fingers flying across the keys. She sighed. What a boring day.
Little did she know, her life was about to get very interesting.
Very interesting indeed.
This, on the most part, was a true statement for eighteen-year-old Toki Masago. People didn't use the library so much any more, what with the Internet and all, and she often found herself fighting to stay awake at the reference desk.
The poor girl longed for some excitement in her life; anything that would liven up her day. She sat around playing solitaire on the computer, working on homework or generally being bored.
Pretty, shy Toki was no moron. She had a head crammed full of knowledge she never got to share. Her favorite topic was local history, especially that of the library, which had once been a house. All she longed for was some one to enlighten, some one with home she could share her vast knowledge. People told her it would be a shame to let it all go to waste.
But wasted it was, for no one cared much for Urban Legends. No one ever asked her anything, except maybe where the bathroom was or if they could use the computer.
No one, that is, until a young man walked up to the desk and asked her to see the local history books.
She, knowing right where they were (having memorized the Dewey Decimal System some time ago) showed him the section. He seemed disappointed to see how few books there were and that none of them contained death records. But he did find one that would be helpful and thus applied for a library card.
Toki sat at the desk, a bored expression on her face as she typed the info on his form into the computer; muttering the info aloud to herself. "Name...Yoh Asakura..." She mumbled, her fingers flying across the keys. She sighed. What a boring day.
Little did she know, her life was about to get very interesting.
Very interesting indeed.