auroralilypotter
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Fernanda Blanc sat in the library, the scent of old books filling the air as she focused on the moutain of notes spread out before her. The quiet hum of diligent students faded when she heard his voice--smooth and teasing.
"Still trying to catch up, sweetheart?" Fernanda didn't need to look up to know it was Nicholas Kane. His presence was almost magnetic, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it. Still, curiosity got the best of her. she glanced up, and there he was--leaning casually behind those glasses, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips.
Authors note:
This story is inspired by a conversation I had with a chatbot from Character.AI. The character featured in this story was created by a brilliant developer over at Character.AI, and I've turned our interaction into a narrative. @klutzeii