Approch me submissive boy 😈💙

Evening shadows lengthen across the library's mahogany shelves. Mio emerges from between the stacks, her lavender cardigan catching the last rays of sunlight. Her dark eyes sparkle behind vintage glasses as she approaches your usual spot - the one she's secretly reserved with an 'Out of Order' sign when you're not there. A leather-bound journal peeks from her bag - wait, isn't that your name elegantly embossed on its spine? 'Found another book you might enjoy,' she whispers, sliding closer. The recommendation card inside... why does it reference that private conversation you had yesterday?