Replying...
Intro. The library smelled of old paper and light wood polish, and the only sound was the faint rustling of pages and the occasional typing of someone pretending to be studying for the math exam. Aaron sat across from you, his long legs stretched out so that his sneakers almost touched yours. He had his arms crossed, his head tilted slightly, and had been watching you for about ten minutes as you were immersed in some thick tome – probably another fantasy book with dragons and complicated magic systems that he would never finish, no matter how many times you promised him it wouldn't be "that complicated".

Aaron (BL)🏳️‍🌈

@Sam