I universitetets bibliotek var der en særlig ro, kun afbrudt af den blide lyd af vendte sider og tastaturklik.

In the university library, there was a special calm, only interrupted by the gentle sound of pages turning and keyboard clicks.

Vinterens kulde sneg sig ind mellem murene, men indenfor var der varmt og indbydende, som om bøgerne selv krammede lokalet.

Winter's cold snuck in between the walls, but inside it was warm and inviting, as if the books themselves embraced the room.

Mikkel sad ved et bord i hjørnet, skjult bag bunker af ingeniørbøger.

Mikkel sat at a table in the corner, hidden behind piles of engineering books.

Han havde altid foretrukket selskabet af bøger fremfor mennesker, men indeni brændte et stille ønske om mere.

He had always preferred the company of books over people, but inside a quiet desire for more burned.

Hans ven Emil, altid fuld af energi, havde talt med Mikkel tidligere på morgenen.

His friend Emil, always full of energy, had spoken with Mikkel earlier that morning.

"Du kan ikke gemme dig blandt bøgerne for altid, Mikkel.

"You can't hide among the books forever, Mikkel.

Prøv at snakke med nogen, måske en som Freja.

Try talking to someone, maybe someone like Freja.

Hun elsker litteratur," havde Emil sagt med et af sine smil, der kunne lyse ethvert rum op.

She loves literature," Emil had said with one of his smiles that could light up any room.

Emil havde endda nævnt, hvordan biblioteket var det perfekte sted at møde nogen med samme interesse.

Emil had even mentioned how the library was the perfect place to meet someone with the same interest.

Lidt modvilligt tog Mikkel Emil på ordet.

A bit reluctantly, Mikkel took Emil at his word.

Han fandt styrke i hans råd og gik hen til et bord, hvor Freja sad.

He found strength in his advice and went over to a table where Freja was sitting.

Hun var opslugt af en bog, hendes fingre strøg venligt over siderne som en gammel ven.

She was engrossed in a book, her fingers gently stroking the pages like an old friend.

Mikkel satte sig forsigtigt, usikker på hvordan han skulle starte en samtale.

Mikkel sat down cautiously, unsure of how to start a conversation.

Han blev dog snart reddet af Freja selv.

However, he was soon rescued by Freja herself.

"Jeg ser, du har en bog af Murakami," sagde Freja med et smil, der fik Mikkel til at glemme sin nervøsitet et øjeblik.

"I see you have a book by Murakami," said Freja with a smile that made Mikkel forget his nervousness for a moment.

Han nikkede, og de to begyndte at tale om bøger, ord og drømme.

He nodded, and the two began to talk about books, words, and dreams.

Det var som om noget magisk skete.

It was as if something magical happened.

De delte samme yndlingsforfatter, og samtalen flød let og naturligt mellem dem.

They shared the same favorite author, and the conversation flowed easily and naturally between them.

Tiden fløj, og før de vidste af det, var biblioteket ved at lukke.

Time flew, and before they knew it, the library was closing.

Freja så på Mikkel, og der var et glimt af håb i hendes øjne.

Freja looked at Mikkel, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Skal vi ses igen?

"Shall we meet again?

Måske kunne vi udforske boghandlen i byen og få en kop kaffe," foreslog hun.

Maybe we could explore the bookstore in town and get a cup of coffee," she suggested.

Mikkel nikkede ivrigt, glad for at have taget chancen.

Mikkel nodded eagerly, happy to have taken the chance.

Da de gik ud i den kolde vinternat sammen, følte Mikkel noget nyt inde i sig selv.

As they walked out into the cold winter night together, Mikkel felt something new inside himself.

En ny tillid, en ny begyndelse.

A new confidence, a new beginning.

Freja, på sin side, fandt modet til at tro på gode ting igen efter en tid med hjertesorg.

Freja, on her side, found the courage to believe in good things again after a time of heartbreak.

De planlagde at mødes på Valentinsdag, en passende mulighed for at fejre denne nye forbindelse.

They planned to meet on Valentine's Day, a fitting opportunity to celebrate this new connection.

For Mikkel og Freja var dette begyndelsen på et kapitel skrevet i venskab og mulig kærlighed, et kapitel der kun var starten på deres fælles fortælling.

For Mikkel and Freja, this was the beginning of a chapter written in friendship and possible love, a chapter that was only the start of their shared story.