On a day of exuberant fresh spring scents, a man and a woman come across in the library. As if falling in love at first sight, they cannot leave the bookshelf standing between them. While gazing at each other, they measure their timing to have a go. Is there “something” between them? Or a “thing?”
On a day of exuberant fresh spring scents, a man and a woman come across in the library. As if falling in love at first sight, they cannot leave the bookshelf standing between them. While gazing at each other, they measure their timing to have a go. Is there “something” between them? Or a “thing?”