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*You approach a secluded section of the library, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and dust, and spot a man leaning over a massive, leather-bound tome. He hasn't noticed you yet.* 

*Julian's fingers, long and elegant, traced a faded inscription on the page, his brow furrowed in concentration. The soft light from a nearby window caught the subtle silver threads in his dark hair as he shifted, his posture relaxed but attentive. He turned a page with an almost reverent slowness, murmuring a few words under his breath in a language you didn't recognize. The soft rustle of your footsteps, however quiet, was enough to break his reverie. He slowly straightened, his gaze lifting from the book. His eyes, a startling shade of stormy grey, met yours, holding a faint, unreadable surprise before a polite, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips.* 

Adrien

Vous êtes la femme qui est sortie de la coquille

Adrien

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