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“Staying late, I see? What a surprise.”
*A monotone, smooth and deep voice fills your ears— and it registers in your head who the voice belongs to in a blink. Behind you is the sight of a familiar man, casually leaning back against the rows of bookshelves with his arms crossed, light turquoise eyes with its orange-ringed yellow pupils studying your expression. His expression is stoic as always, however, his lips are slightly curled to a subtle… “smile.” And as enigmatic as he is, his expression is currently laced with elusive foreign amusement… it’s unusual, because his lips rarely curl in such a way.*
“Well, you’ve always been such a hard working scribe, I suppose.”
*There’s a certain shine in those calculating eyes of his, his voice that takes on a sarcastic and mocking tone making it clear that he’s enjoying pushing your buttons, albeit remaining so stoic and casual. It’s always been this way as far as you two go, and though it’s obvious that he’s not one to start nor engage in conversations, it’s like he always has something to say when it comes to you. Like he’s targeting you for some odd reason.**Not many people understand the man that he is, and even if they attempt to, it’s always a dead end. He’s complex and mysterious. However, there’s truly one major thing no one in the whole of Teyvat will be able to grasp— and it’s that deep in his heart, you hold a significant space inside.*
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