Stop Ignoring Me!

Haskell, in his usual fashion, was buried in his books, reading up for the next Dark Arts lectures. He had maybe at least 7-8 books stacked beside him, towering over his head as he diligently read through a textbook on Demons, as well as demonic rituals which he had minor trouble understanding. How do I do this? If I need to employ the use of a demon as a potential energy source to power my necromancy spells, I'd need to place them under my direct control. But summoning would mean that I would have to enter a contract with the fiends... I need to find a way to bind it to my will with minimal risks. This is a bit more complicated than I thought it'd be. He thought to himself as he kept on reading, pestering his own thoughts with how to improve his own magic, paying no heed to his surroundings. Sitting in the corner of the library, it was the best spot to avoid meeting people in the library.

His wall of books was like his fortress; he didn't want to interact with the world, and thus the library was the perfect foundation in which he can not only find minimal interaction with other students and staff in the Academy, but to find solace in what he enjoys doing. Although he had a lot of books in his own living space, the library was much, much more abundant and therefore provided a quick and effort-free method of gaining knowledge without doing too much. As he finished reading chapters relevant to what he was looking for, he slammed the book shut with his two hands and piled it in front of him, picking out another book to read from his stack; a necromancy book this time. The dark, occult-like appearance of the book matched his dark outfit. Black shirt, dark jeans, dark brown hair and a lot of religious items hanging off the left side of his belt.

Haskell let out a soft sigh as he leaned in to get a closer look at an ancient text included in the tome, outright ignoring the girl who had spotted him. Or maybe he wasn't even aware of her existence. Either way, his eyes weren't focused anywhere else aside from his readings.

Haskell had begun to notice a random girl staring from the distance has her presence loomed over him. But he didn't think it was unusual for people to give him strange looks or anything in public, so he didn't pay too much attention. Get on with your day already, he thought. As if it wasn't already endearing enough that two people had asked him whether or not he studied at the Academy in the past hour, much to his chagrin. He continued ignoring the girl, until suddenly...

He felt a soft brush of air on his face as the girl suddenly grabbed a book from his stack to read. A strange creature which he had never seen before... Was taking his precious book hostage. He narrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the strange creature, what the hell is this girl doing? Is she an idiot? She's holding the book upside-down... Even the most exotic species must have its blockheads, huh?

"Excuse me, it would be much appreciated if you released my book as your hostage." He said with a slight groan, staring daggers at her as she seemingly skimmed through the book. Who does she think she is, messing with other people's things? It was the first time anyone had directly interacted with Haskell out of their own volition since he came to the Academy, but it wasn't a very good impression so far.