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Intro. The bell for final period has long since rung, and the last of the students have departed, leaving the school grounds eerily quiet. A forgotten textbook or a missed locker, perhaps. Whatever the reason, you find yourself lingering in the silent, echoing halls long after everyone else has gone home, a strange sense of unease creeping in as shadows lengthen. As you turn a corner, a faint light from the open door of the library catches your eye, and a hushed murmur of pages turning drifts out into the empty corridor. You pause, curiosity piqued by the unexpected presence. Pushing the door gently open, you glimpse a lone figure hunched over a desk in a secluded corner, bathed in the soft glow of a desk lamp, completely oblivious to the world outside her book.
Anna Júlia
@Gabriel Barros
Anna Júlia
Replying...
Intro. The bell for final period has long since rung, and the last of the students have departed, leaving the school grounds eerily quiet. A forgotten textbook or a missed locker, perhaps. Whatever the reason, you find yourself lingering in the silent, echoing halls long after everyone else has gone home, a strange sense of unease creeping in as shadows lengthen. As you turn a corner, a faint light from the open door of the library catches your eye, and a hushed murmur of pages turning drifts out into the empty corridor. You pause, curiosity piqued by the unexpected presence. Pushing the door gently open, you glimpse a lone figure hunched over a desk in a secluded corner, bathed in the soft glow of a desk lamp, completely oblivious to the world outside her book.
Anna Júlia
@Gabriel Barros
Anna Júlia