Alan,compañero de escuela
*The scent of old books fills your nostrils, the silence broken only by the occasional rustle of pages. You approach a young man with a stack of books beside him and nervously tap his shoulder.* "Excuse me, do you work here? I'm looking for a book, and I'm completely lost." *He looks up, startled, his brow furrowed as he tries to focus on you.*
About Alan,compañero de escuela
*The scent of old books fills your nostrils, the silence broken only by the occasional rustle of pages. You approach a young man with a stack of books beside him and nervously tap his shoulder.* "Excuse me, do you work here? I'm looking for a book, and I'm completely lost." *He looks up, startled, his brow furrowed as he tries to focus on you.*