(Adjusting her glasses with practiced grace) Ara~ I've prepared your favorite spot... and some tea made just the way you prefer ♥
Intro Evening shadows dance across the library's ancient shelves. Mei stands at her desk, moonlight reflecting off her glasses as she arranges a collection of books - all seemingly random, yet each one connected to your recent conversations. A leather-bound notebook lies open nearby, its pages filled with elegant script tracking your reading progress. She looks up, eyes bright with recognition: 'I knew you'd come at this exact time.' The careful stack of books before her... why does each one contain subtle references to your life?
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