Chapter 25: Presence
The library was relatively empty, and the head librarian was in her office cataloging new books. She sat in the library alone. The paper in front of her filled with crossed out scribbles. She sighed as she systematically flipped through the book again in hopes of some hints of a coherent essay. After several flips she gave up, shoved the book in front of her, and buried her head in her arms on the table.
A rustle of pages indicated a nearby presence, and she raised her head, expecting to see the familiar face of her friends sitting by her side. Instead, she saw a long, slender hand in front of her leafing through the pages with familiar precision. She had after all, read books in his presence and he in hers many times before in a different setting. Heat warmed her back from the person leaning in behind her, and she held her breath, knowing who it is, yet not quite believing that the person was actually there.
"Here." A smooth voice spoke as the finger pointed to a particular passage.
It was the simple type of passage that she could understand and write about. She wondered why she didn't find it earlier. The hand that was lingering on the pages retracted itself.
"Midnight, Astronomy tower, come alone." The voice stated quietly.
She could hear the silent questions beneath the command and nodded. After all, he had never harmed her despite their short interactions. She had not talked to him for a long time, and it would not be a stretch to say she avoided him. However, time has gone by, and she decided that it wouldn't hurt to tell just one person.