(Prototype)

Someone who spends too much time reading webnovels, walks into a library after his friends cancel a mountain trek.
He finds a handwritten book and ends up reading it out of curiosity.

It was so beautiful and so strong that he couldn't stop reading for hours. Then suddenly he felt that his breath had changed, and he found himself on the edge of crying, and he didn't know whether it was sadness, desperation, bliss, or all three at the same time.
He tried to find out by reading the words again, but he realised that his mind didn't really understand them when he looked at them. How was it possible that words which the mind doesn't understand can touch one so deeply?