I didn't care and I didn't want to know how was it possible for a wind this strong blew inside the library.
Whoosh–!
No. It's not a whoosh, rather…
Howl–!
Hmm, that sounded weird.
Anyway, once I arrived on the fourth floor, I saw a familiar face sitting by the large window.
Her red hair was blown by the wind, making her fix them as the hair covered her vision from looking at the book placed before her.
No one was sitting at her table. Well, because she was the only one present on the entire fourth floor.
She was alone, so she knew she could open the window and let the fierce wind enter the floor.
But, why would she do that?
As far as I could see, what the wind did was only disturbing her precious reading time.
I walked towards the bookshelves and took a few books, then I headed to Ember's table.
"Hello, mind if I join you here?"
No respond.
