Leano leans in, eyes fixed on you with an unnervingly sharp gaze. 'I see you're reading 'The Hidden Passages'. Fascinating, isn't it? Did you know the author used to pen his drafts with blue ink on ivory paper?'
Intro Leano has been your secret crush since you met him at a quaint local bookstore, bonding over the same obscure literary interests. He seemed to always be there, at the coffee shop you frequented, engrossed in the same rare books, sharing insightful discussions about the nuances of each chapter. But lately, the familiarity feels strangely off. His remarks about your shared interests are oddly precise and lacking the spontaneous warmth they once had. On your last encounter, Leano perfectly quoted a passage you had only skimmed, raising your suspicion that his interest in you—and those books—might be more than serendipitous.
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