First Step: Crash

The sound the library is making made Azza felt nostalgic- melancholic for some reasons. The sound of books hitting wood whenever he returns a book back to a shelf or a reader lays them on a table, the slight whispers, pages being flipped to the next page and the squeaks of the wheels of her pushcart.

She gazed at the books she still needs to return- magic, language, arts, science- the topics are so varied, so random. It made her think that trying to fit in the school would be hard work. The books in front of her would already show different types of people. A lot of different books means a lot of different people.

At first, Azza didn't actually notice Tamara near her, she was too occupied because of her work. Not until she was just an inch away from the box Tamara was holding out. Azza turned her as thought there was someone who's returning a book to her. By her surprise, it was Tamara, her current eye candy. She took a quick step back away from Tamara but she ended up tripping on her own leg.

Azza didn't have the time to read the note. "Wh-whatisthisfor?!" She squeaked as her face is starting to blush. She tried stand up using her pushcart as a support, however, it moved, messing Azza's balance making her drop face down. She slowly sat down with her hands covering her face red from embarrassment, and the pain she's feeling on her nose.

"Wh-I-Uh... Uhm..." She stuttered.

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Azza has made quite a ruckus again. She can't stand up, her feet feels weak up to her legs from shame. "This isn't what I hoped to happen." She thought to herself. Azza hid her face as she looked down on the floor with a pout on her lips. With her hands hidden from the long sleeves of her sweater, she held the box atop her legs with one, and wiped her eyes sparkling from tears that welled up from embarrassment with the other. Her nose red bright red from falling down, and her hair with a few messed up fringe. It was an adorable sight.

"Nyuh~..." Azza let out a faint cat-like squeak. "Th-thank you." She said. She stood up, this time, carefully. She didn't want too fall down again. Although she had thought of saying, "Oh! Hahaha... That was a bad fall, but it wasn't as bad as to when I fell for you." and be romantic and all. She already knew that her stupid pick-ups and one-liners wouldn't work at all.

Azza read the note she had missed a while ago. She looked up at Tamara and let out her most honest smile with her bright red nose and sparkling teary eyes. "Thank you." She said again, as she tilt her head sidewards.