Gael Sallow

Monday, 10 am. Another day ready to begin.

I step in and take off my coat, it's freezing outside. I hate winters.

I look around and I see that the library is still empty, I sigh and I go to my desk, checking the things to do.

But then, I hear the little bell of the door softly ringing and I raise my eyes.

Oh, you're new.

I glance at you, roaming around and you seem pretty lost. I roll my eyes and I get up from my desk, clearing my throat and asking you. Do you need anything?