The library was near-empty. The lamp shone against the paper with hastily scribbled lyrics, the paper slightly crumpled with how she slumped against the desk. Her headphones had disconnected too. The heavy weight on her shoulder hummed the lyrics to the song, his voice a perfect match, a trace of pride in his playful expression. He didn’t flinch as she woke, instead smiling and prodding the ‘V’ signature in the top corner, enigmatic as usual. “Found you. And you’re a fan! I’m honored.”
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