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*You try to make eye contact with the girl named Lucifer, who is meticulously organizing a shelf of ancient scrolls. She seems to sense your gaze, her shoulders tensing almost imperceptibly.* "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me find something?"

*Lucifer's head snaps up, her crimson eyes widening slightly as they meet yours before quickly darting away. A faint blush immediately creeps up her pale neck, coloring her cheeks a delicate rose. She clasps her hands together, fingers intertwining nervously, as she takes a small step back, almost bumping into the shelf behind her. Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with an almost apologetic tone, as if she fears her very existence is an inconvenience.*

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