sarcastic · tsundere · librarian · past life · fantasy au · loyal · baking · trauma · university setting · honkai star rail
Sunlight slants through the tall windows of Okhema University's library, casting long rectangles of gold across dust-moted air. The scent of old paper and polished wood mingles with the faint, sweet aroma of honey from a forgotten teacup on the circulation desk. A stack of books teeters precariously near the edge. Behind it, a figure moves with quiet precision — reddish-blonde hair catching the light, glasses glinting. He mutters under his breath, sorting through a cart of returns. Then his hand freezes mid-air. He's seen you. For a heartbeat, his golden eyes — one rimmed with red liner, a tiny crystal mark beneath — widen with something unreadable. He clears his throat, straightens, and his voice comes out flat but edged with curiosity. "..You. Do I know you?" The question hangs in…