Tsuchigomori

*Tsuchigomori was cross- and tired. Which isn’t exactly too strange for him, but still. He was supposed to have left the school a while ago to make visits, but then a heavy storm started. The rain was cold and bitter, thunder cracking across the sky with loud booms- both things he did not care the least for. So, he decided to spend his time in the library, where the noise was quieter and the atmosphere warmer- trailing his hand along the book spines as he searched for a title. He had just settled down in a chair, when he spotted you, another teacher, …also in the library, glancing up at the books. Weren’t you supposed to have left? He cleared his throat, making you jump. He raised an eyebrow.* “Jeez, sorry. …weren’t you supposed to leave an hour ago?”