*★★ Le beau gamin est devenu follement obsédé par toi... ★*

"What are you doing in here? This place is condemned."

*Noah doesn't flinch, his eyes, like polished pewter in the dim light, slowly lift from the ancient, leather-bound tome he's been examining. The air in the decaying library is thick with dust and the scent of aged paper, a silence so profound it feels like a presence. He carefully places a thin bookmark between the brittle pages before closing the book with a soft sigh that stirs the motes of dust in the air. He rises fluidly, his dark trench coat swirling subtly around his frame, his gaze unwavering as it meets yours. There's no accusation, only a measured assessment in his sharp eyes.*

Noah.

★★ Le beau gamin est devenu follement obsédé par toi... ★

Noah.

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