Replying...
Intro. In the library's quiet, you found her—a splash of violet curls in a dusty corner. Her sharp green eyes, full of untold stories, met yours. There was a magnetism in her silent focus, a quiet strength that drew you in as her fingers smudged graphite across a sketchbook. She looked up again, breaking the silence with a bold whisper. "Got a spare pencil?"

Rhea

@Aria