Because what isn't sexy about stacks of old books? (Liz West/Creative Commons)

Maybe not seriously considered it, but at least pictured what it would be like – especially when midterms have chained you to a library desk until the wee hours of the morning. In fact, ever since you caught the second half of the The Price and Me on ABC Family in your early adolescence, the concept has been lingering in the back of your mind: hooking up in the book stacks.

Sure, it probably wouldn’t be with a mysterious boy with a gorgeous accent. It certainly wouldn’t end with a library paparazzi pursuit and the discovery that your hookup is actually royalty (because everyone knows all the secret royals left in the world were revealed in the early 2000s). But you have to admit, it seems so iconic, so beautifully cliché…

Ok, you’ve been studying too long. Clearly you’re losing a bit of your common sense.

But wouldn’t it be the ideal study break? You’ve been practically falling asleep for the past hour, and you're not alone. Just glance at the tables around you. There are plenty of decently attractive people here who are struggling even harder than you to stay awake.

And the stacks are so much closer than your residence hall. If your alternative source of energy is returning to your bed for a power nap, a steamy trip to the book stacks would be way more time-efficient. You wouldn’t even have to be away from your books that long!

Plus there's really nothing hotter than a few hundred rows of ancient books. I mean, what else would they really be used for except for providing seclusion? A large majority of those books probably haven't gotten any action in a few decades, so they might as well witness some.

If hooking up in the book stacks is wrong, you don't want to be right. You usually stick to the rules pretty closely, but O-chem-induced delirium is bringing out your inner-rebel. Speaking of which, your midterm is only 12 hours away. You’re way too stressed to keep studying like this. It's time to find your partner in crime.

Wait. How do you even pick up someone in a library? NO ONE IS LOOKING UP FROM THE SCREENS AND BOOKS IN FRONT OF THEM. Maybe if you smile long enough at the boy one table away from you, he’ll notice you?

... On second thought, maybe that’s not the best approach.

Do you even know anyone here? Wow, you’ve never actually seen one of these people in your life. Is that guy even young enough to be a student?

Oh shit, he’s looking over at you. NOT YOU, DUDE. LOOK BACK DOWN.

Resigning yourself to solitude, you turn back to your books and try to kick the thought out of your head. But the idea is already rooted there, and you don't know if it'll ever be fully realized. The end of midterms is just around the corner.

The librarian announces that the library is closing, and you reluctantly gather your books and exit the cavernous room, passing the stacks on your way out. You shuffle back to your apartment, having finished yet another uneventful study session. But there’s still hope.

After all, finals are only one month away.

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