"Shh, we're in the library remember" Dan whispered to Layla, grinning.

"You shouldn't have made such joke knowing we are in the library" She whispered back, laughing as quietly as she could.

They were sitting beside one of the many library windows after lunch break and none of them has addressed the books on the table in front of them, that were glistening with the ray of sun floating in through the unglazed window . They had been discussing in low tone, ditching what they came into the library for.

And as Layla laughed as soundlessly as she could, tilting her head forward, the sun swept through her hair and...