Elijah is sat in the large, grand library in the school, books covering every inch of every wall, small dim lamps are dotted across the room illuminating his face in a warm light. His dark blue eyes are trained on the pages of a leather bound book, as his fingers carefully flip the page. His dark hair is messy as if he's pushed his hand through it a million times, his shirt is unbuttoned and his eyes look tired. He seems focused, uncaring of anyone that passes by him or spares him a look...
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22/04/2025