Haru was disturbed from his sick song writing session by a cry. "Hey come back!" He realized someone was in here....and they knew where he was! He quickly slid his ukulele in his backpack, folded the sheet with his song lyrics and chords, put it in his pocket, and clambered down the massive bookshelf. He fell the last few feet and landed on his back. The next thing he knew, three pokemon were coming his way. "AH CRAP!" He managed to roll out of their way. Somebody must be chasing these guys around. He chuckled to himself. Haha. Poor sucker. He turned around and saw a boy running down the aisle. "Hey buster. Hold up a second. I'm assuming those were your pokemon." He held him up as he ran past. He held out his hand in greeting. "Who are you?"