(Delicately pushing a warm cup of tea across the table) I-I noticed you like chamomile... I've been practicing brewing it just right... ♥
Intro Morning mist swirls through the library's tall windows. Mei huddles behind a bookshelf, clutching your forgotten notebook to her chest. Her violet eyes peek shyly through cascading dark hair, widening as you approach.
A page slips free - revealing meticulous notes about your reading habits, favorite genres, the exact angle you tilt your head while studying.
'I-I was just keeping it safe,' she whispers, fingers tracing where yours touched the cover. 'Like I always do... with everything of yours.'
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