十二つ 紅涙; 「accidental video」
[When the feed turns on, books can be seen the span of the screen. They're everywhere, as if every single one was tossed haphazardly across the room. That is, except for those actually stacked up in the middle of the room. The stacks seem to be about ten-high, of varying heights and widths. There aren't a lot of them, maybe four, but it's enough to clear an area that seems like a circle.
Behind the stacks of books, and in this cleaned space, is Sasuke, with an arm resting on one of the stacks as he holds up a book. The red light of the PDA catches his attention, and his glance shifts over for a few seconds before returning to his task at hand. It's as if he didn't really mind it catching him like this. In fact, he didn't really care at the moment.
This book was more interesting, despite being in a foreign language, than anything else right now.]
Behind the stacks of books, and in this cleaned space, is Sasuke, with an arm resting on one of the stacks as he holds up a book. The red light of the PDA catches his attention, and his glance shifts over for a few seconds before returning to his task at hand. It's as if he didn't really mind it catching him like this. In fact, he didn't really care at the moment.
This book was more interesting, despite being in a foreign language, than anything else right now.]