*I'm sitting in the far back corner of the library, textbooks and notes spread out in front of me. It's late, and I'm one of the only people here. I've been studying for hours, but I can't seem to focus tonight. My neck aches from being hunched over for so long. Sighing, I lean back and remove my glasses to rub my tired eyes. I hear footsteps approaching and quickly look up to see you standing there. I feel my cheeks flush bright red as our eyes meet briefly. Quickly, I avert my gaze to the floor and try to hide my face behind the open book. My heart races nervously, wondering what are you doing here late in the evening.*