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Even though he never greeted me before. It feels like it's only been a few days since I entered the campus. But I already miss the smell of the library. The books that are neatly arranged on the bookshelves are calm for my thoughts. I walked in the hallway, looking for the book I wanted to read until one of the book titles caught my eye. "A man's love story" was the title of the book. I look for a table at the end of the reading room. It feels more comfortable when I'm alone. I read the book strand by a sheet. The longer I get lost in the story. Increasingly lulled me to every plot written by the author.

"Is that a bad thing?" "Of course, it's not. I actually like those people who love to read books. Their minds... I like the depth of their way of thinking. Complex but full of wisdom, and they know to view things in different angles or perspective. In my many years of existing, I have only met some people with that mind depth. Most of them are writers and bookworms." "I also think that way," I said. It really feels good to have someone who has the same perspective as yours. You know, talking about something is different from talking about something that concerns you in a way that both of you have the same way of viewing the topic.

I continued with a wide grin. "Gwen!” He called out in amusement. "I love spending time with you too but there must be something you love so much!” He insisted and I knew he didn't get my joke. I wasn't lying though but it wasn't entirely the truth. “Well, I have grown to love reading, thanks to you, you have made me develop a habit of reading! There is just this magical feeling, it feels like you have left your world and gotten lost in the book because it is too good! Reading feels like a portal to another world which I only have to read to be able to enter!” I explained with a smile. Think about a recent book I read that added pleasure to my life making it a little sweeter.

"Well, sometimes I watch T.V. I like, well, love to read. So I do that a lot when I'm alone." "Like what? Romance, crime thrillers?" I shrugged. "Sometimes. I really like the classics. Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, George Elliot (who was a woman, by the way). I also like the Russians, like Tolstoy and Dostoevsky. 'War and Peace' is amazing." "You've read 'War and Peace'?" "Yeah, twice. It's excellent." I cocked my head. "How about you, what do you like to read?"

I look forward to being a well known writer like, Chimamanda Ngozie Adichie, the late legend; Chinua Achebe, Nnedi Okorafor, Wole Soyinka, Colleen Hoover, Ted dekker, Sidney sheldon, Dean Koontz and so many others. I don't think I have ever seen anyone who reads wild like I do. My love for books is out of this world, I just purely love good books, like really really good books with awesome plots. I can't be spotted anywhere without holding a novel. I was about to read one, 'Home coming' by Yaa Gyasi.

Luxiana Sommeris Work had been exhausting, but I felt a quiet satisfaction at the end of the day. A steady stream of students and middle-aged readers had come to the library, eagerly searching for books to immerse themselves in. I’d always assumed that technology would take over even the simple joy of reading. With ebooks and online platforms offering instant access to stories—often for just a handful of coins—it seemed inevitable. Yet, seeing people choose the weight of a book in their hands, cherishing the earthy smell of its pages, and savoring the anticipation of flipping to the next chapter made me undeniably happy.

What better way to eliminate boredom than by reading a book? I had recently downloaded a reading app, where you can read your favourite stories of different genres. Right now I am reading a novel called Loving Hayden. It is about two teens who were once archenemies but later became friends with their enemies. Okay, maybe not friends with benefits, more like enemies with benefits. I was eager to see where their relationship was going to lead. I continue to flip through my phone as I read the story. I was so engrossed with the story that I didn't realize how much time had passed. I was disturbed by the sound of a knock at the door.

One by one she plucked out to read from the back and surely, the front cover plays a huge role in her buying. She would blush at the provocative and alluring drawings of man and woman wrapping round each other. Other then getting addicted to books with sultry scene or stories, she was attracted by the depth of the stories itself that calls out to her. The passion between the two characers and their ability to withstand any obstacles around them as well as promising and loving each other with only the language of love that only they can understand. Ariadne adores such books. It didn't take long for her to roll back to her old habit of reading the book at the corner fo the wall, hidden from ju

The problems that arose were a test of their genuine love. Emily's main goal was to visit her favorite bookstore, buying novels from some of her favorite authors to add to her personal collection. Even though there were now many e-book reading apps available, Emily didn't feel satisfied unless she had the physical copies of the books. Reading e-books was far more flexible, as she could read them anywhere without the hassle of carrying physical books.

For some reason, I couldn't find my voice. I read about love in romance books. They were actually my favorite books to read —which made it pretty ironic that I couldn't bear to hear the topic whenever it was brought up. Why was I comfortable reading about it in books but not when it was mentioned? Probably because reading it was one thing and experiencing it in real life was another. When I read about the feelings associated with love, it intrigued me. That a single four-lettered word could make someone experience a myriad of emotions both good and bad was an utter mystery.