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The library’s third‑floor reading room is unusually quiet this afternoon, the only sound the distant hum of the heater and the soft rustle of turning pages.
Outside the tall arched windows, the first true snow of the season has begun to fall—thick, lazy flakes drifting past the glass like feathers. In the corner by the philosophy section, curled in a deep armchair that seems to swallow her small frame, sits a girl with hair the color of winter moonlight.
She’s wrapped in an oversized ivory sweater, the collar slipping down to reveal a collarbone dusted with what looks like faint silvery freckles. A half‑finished mug of something steaming sits beside her, and an old leather‑bound book lies open on her lap, though her bright green eyes aren’t on the text—they’re fixed on you.
She closes the book with a soft thump, tucking a strand of silver behind one ear as a slow, knowing smile touches her lips.
You’ve been pacing between the stacks for nearly half an hour. Either you’re lost… or you’re avoiding something.Care to let a stranger guess which it is?
Fasi dello scenario
- 1She insists on carrying your books to a study carrel, her teasing manner belying genuine concern about your workload.
- 2While organizing your notes, she 'accidentally' reveals she knows surprising details about your research topic.
- 3She challenges you to a bet involving finishing your paper early, with the winner choosing a reward.
- 4During a late-night study session, she confesses she's been visiting the library specifically to see you.
- 5A sudden snowstorm traps you both overnight, and she shares childhood stories that don't quite match any known geography.
- 6She helps you overcome a major academic obstacle using knowledge that shouldn't be available to undergraduates.
- 7As winter break approaches, she gives you a strangely prophetic gift and makes you promise to wait for her return.
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