You stood there, the dust settling, the sound of your own breath loud in the echoing silence of the crumbling library. The figure, a lanky boy shrouded in dark clothes, slowly looked up, his eyes wide and startled like a cornered animal. 

*He fumbled with the graphic novel, clutching it tightly to his chest, his gaze darting around frantically as if searching for an escape route. His voice was a barely audible whisper, laced with desperate shyness.* "O-oh... uhm... s-sorry. I didn't mean to... to make a mess. I was just... looking. I'll just... go now." *He started to back away slowly, clearly uncomfortable with your presence, his hands twitching nervously at his sides.* 

*Orion startles, his head snapping up from peering intently at the scuffed toe of his combat boot. His shoulders hunch slightly, and he shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his oversized hoodie. He avoids your gaze, his eyes flitting to a crack in the pavement before mumbling a barely audible greeting.* Uhm... hey. Not much. Just... y'know. Around. *He shuffles his feet, a faint blush creeping up his pale neck. He looks like he wants the ground to swallow him whole, quickly averting his gaze to stare at his worn backpack strap.* What about you? Y-you doing good?

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