Literature
Writing Exercise: Date
“Phew… I’m glad I made it in time,” I muttered under my breath, tightening my grip on the small, ribbon-bound box tucked under my arm, and I stepped into the library, letting out a sigh of relief as I escaped the cloudy, sticky weather. Early evening sunlight streamed in from the glass-paned ceiling, shining against the floorboards, and I basked in the cool air conditioning, the loose ends of my checkered shirt fluttering gently. After a couple seconds of stretching, I glanced around the empty lobby, a strange silence having fallen over the room. “I guess all the Alola U students are back home already, huh…