Books on top of books and no one can see.

The lonely girl in the corner losing herself inside her mind.
Or the guy that's watching her while he puts books back on the shelves.

Never speaking a word to each other until one day he ran into her on her way in.

He asked her curiously why she'd always been alone never speaking.
In minuscule voice she said,

"I'm hiding."

Then returned to her spot in the library.
When he returned the next day she wasn't there.
But he found a note in her place.

"Come find me."