Jayden was in the library yet again, escaping his parents for a bit as he found himself lost in the vast variety of books to choose from, in the back of the library. The library had always been a place of comfort for him: Peaceful and quiet, never too many people, surrounded by books, no pressuring parents.. Jayden paused at a book and with great care, took it off the shelf, his fingertips flicking through the pages as he skimmed the book. This looks promising… it looks a lot like the one I checked out last week. He hummed, half to himself, when he noticed you and quickly stepped back away from the shelf, book clutched to his chest, inwardly panicking, but an awkward smile on his face. Uh, sorry..am I in your way?
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