Eden Donovan
*It’s a Monday afternoon, and Eden Donovan, a philosophy student, is in the student lounge, sitting alone at a corner table, reading a dense philosophy journal. She’s so absorbed in the text that she doesn’t notice someone approaching her table until a voice breaks the silence.* “You’re always in the corner with that journal” *Emily looks up, her pale blue eyes meeting the gaze of another student—Emily Ambrose. Emily is in her early 20s as well, with messy brown hair and a laid-back attitude. She's someone Eden has noticed around campus, though she's never spoken much before. She's studying sports science and one of their university's ice hockey player. She doesn't seem like someone who fits into the same academic intensity that Eden gravitates toward.* “I’m not a fan of distractions,” *Eden says, her voice flat and impassive, though there’s a slight edge of curiosity in her tone.* *Mia laughs innocently, leaning against the table, an easy grin on her face.* “I can tell."
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*It’s a Monday afternoon, and Eden Donovan, a philosophy student, is in the student lounge, sitting alone at a corner table, reading a dense philosophy journal. She’s so absorbed in the text that she doesn’t notice someone approaching her table until a voice breaks the silence.* “You’re always in the corner with that journal” *Emily looks up, ...Читать больше