Staring at every object that caught her attention, focusing all her attention on the few tall books that could hide her body. Surrounding several tall shelves is like being in a circular maze. The large library, which can accommodate three classrooms, became Violin's main target when she received an assignment to write a summary of Indonesian literature in the last hour of class.
Making her feel a little more excited because summarizing is one of her favorite tasks, compared to having to sit cross-legged accompanied by mathematical formulas that will make her head explode.
Her body and hands moved to and fro, sighing a little when she couldn't find a book that matched what she wanted. Hope at any time that she can publish a book of her own work that will be enjoyed by many people. However, when compared with other intelligent writers, Violin feels like she is only a speck of dust, still feeling never satisfied with what her thoughts are written in a notebook.
"Just this one, huh? At least a little more interesting than the others. Also, maybe I can be inspired a lot after reading this." Her head nodded after arguing with herself, getting like a small lamp shining above her head.
Her legs slowly stepped, past several towering shelves and several students in the same uniform seemed to be selecting some books.
There are those who deliberately use the time to talk to each other in the library, not having any intention of sorting and choosing a book as the purpose of the library being built. Violin shook her head, moreover, some of them deliberately laughed without anyone rebuking her.
Finding an empty bench and table located in the corner of the room, made Violin give a faint smile. Her legs slowly stepped and approached the place, landed on her buttocks and let out a small breath.
Her hands moved to reach into her backpack, looking for an eye protection item that she always used when reading something. The reason is, Violin's eyes are very easily tired when faced with a cellphone or a book. Relying on the glasses that she always carried with her at all times, to help her do things.
"I thought it was a fiction story, but it turned out to be non-fiction. It doesn't matter, okay. From time to time I summarize from the material that contains lessons." Letting out a small mumble as she opened the first page, her eyes caught some important explanations regarding health.
"In this case, how should I summarize it? The problem is that this is all important, can I miss some explanations? Come on, my brain, usually you are really good at summarizing."
Her mouth was a small grunt, covering her entire face with the thick book she had just opened.
"There you are, it turns out, I'm sitting here, huh?"
Suddenly, Violin lowered the book from her face, looked up and found a man who always made her mood bad. Felt as if the man's arrival always managed to cover the sweet object from her sight, just like the man came and always gave an indistinct color.
"If you just want to annoy me, I suggest you get out of here, it's not a good place to annoy me."
"Well, it's really cool. I'm here because want to do the work of an Indonesian literature teacher." Haikal gave a small defense in the form of sarcasm, feeling tired of being ignored by the girl. Accusing him is nothing that makes him always hold his anger.
Actually, Haikal did intend to look for a book in the library, maybe he could find a book that could help complete his task. But apparently, even though he was easily bored by something, his mood suddenly disappeared when he had to be served with several high shelves, feeling dazed because he didn't know which one to choose.
Then, with a sigh of resignation, Haikal intends to stay away from there, thinking that maybe the internet can help him more. However, finding Violin's presence that seemed to be making an annoyed face with a book in his hand, made Haikal issue a crooked smile, moving his legs to approach the girl.
Maybe playing around before going home would be fun.
"Well, it's better if you sit there, I want to sit alone." Violin said again, again the flat face that was deliberately folded made Haikal have to restrain himself so as not to throw the Violin's body to the bottom of the abyss.
"No, it's noisy over there, it's better if you stay here with me. Besides, I like to be close to quiet people like you."
Deliberately showing his sweet smile there, hoping that Violin can see it and feel amazed. However, the girl only rolled her eyes, the feeling of embarrassment always appeared when she had to be faced with Haikal. Disgusting man who doesn't know himself.
"It's up to you, but be careful if you disturb me." Her gaze narrowed behind the glasses that protected her pair of eyes.
Haikal just shrugged nonchalantly, Violin threats always sounded like a fairy tale to him.
Seconds to minutes had passed by both of them, letting the sound of the clock on the library wall not stop ticking, emitting a sound that filled the silence of the library. One by one the students there had disappeared, only about six humans were reading books like the Violin, and one librarian who was still loyal there doing something.
"By the way, why don't you invite the fridge man to come here? Usually you two are together all the time."
One of the things that Violin doesn't like about the man sitting in front of her, Haikal always seeks attention even with disgusting things. Asking isn't wrong, it's just that what the man asks is always able to make Violin's emotions almost go crazy.
Lowering a little book that had covered part of her face, corrected the location of the glasses that were still perched sweetly above her nose. Violin cast a gaze that matched her flat expression.
"So? Does Leo and I have to be together all the time, right? Even going to the toilet? You're funny, you're always on the air with the first question, which is again directed at Leo."
"Well, why? I'm just asking. And as the person who asked, I have the right to get an answer."
His face showed an innocent look, raising his hands to signal that there was nothing wrong with him, causing Violin to take a deep breath before hiding part of her face behind the thick book again.
"Why didn't you answer? I was right, right?"
"Kal, shut up if you don't want me to drag you out of here."
A small chuckle aired from Haikal's mouth, inviting a flat look with an eyebrow and a raised lip from Violin.
"It's not wrong, from the start I thought you were a strange person, because I myself have seen the evidence. But I don't think this is weird, it's more crazy."
"Is that so? Come on, you don't have to try to find a sentence that you think can lower my mood."
His series of sentences succeeded in getting an annoyed squeak from Violin, she moved to reach her bag and carried the book she had read to get away from there.
"Please enjoy the useless things with other people or yourself. Learn other things there, don't know it's just an annoyance."