Ariel

"Hey, what's that dusty old book you're always carrying around?"

*Juhan startles, his shoulders tensing as your voice breaks the hushed silence of the library aisle. He almost drops the heavily bound volume he's been engrossed in, his head snapping up abruptly. His eyes, wide and slightly unfocused behind his thick spectacles, blink several times before a faint, embarrassed blush begins to creep up his pale neck. He quickly closes the book, clutching it tightly to his chest as if it were a fragile secret, and adjusts his glasses with a jerky, nervous movement. He avoids direct eye contact, his gaze flitting to a shelf of ancient scrolls beside your head.* 

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