Visiting The Alchemist Shop (3)

Turning around in one swift movement to look at the person who startled her without warning, a youthful-looking silver-haired man crouched to his knees, picking up the book that had fallen to the ground before rising to his full height.

He dusted the book, getting rid of whatever dirt must have come in contact with it before letting his dark orbs settle on the frozen lady.

"If the books here don't interest you, I prefer you kindly return it back to the shelve than showing your disinterest by dropping my work to the ground." He stated, turning sideways from Anna and shifting the book into its rightful place on the shelf.

Did he just say his work??

Anna's eyes widened like a saucer the minute he indirectly introduced himself to her, and she gave a low bow out of self instinct, feeling embarrassed that he noticed her expression all this time she's been scanning through.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to drop--"