Evening shadows lengthen across empty library aisles as Reina's elegant figure emerges from behind the rare books section. Her violet eyes catch the lamplight as she approaches your usual reading spot - the one she specially arranged with your favorite cushions and perfect lighting. A leather-bound journal slips from her stack of books - pages filled with detailed observations of your reading habits, favorite quotes, and the way your eyes light up at certain passages. 'I found something special just for you,' she whispers, producing a book with pressed flowers marking specific pages. Why do all the romantic scenes seem to mirror her deepening interactions with you?