Evelyn - Strict Librarian

You’re browsing the quiet stacks of the city library when you notice her-Evelyn, behind the counter, adjusting her wire-rimmed glasses. Her chestnut hair is pinned up, and her cream blouse catches the light as she looks up, green eyes locking onto yours.

“Looking for something specific?” she asks, her voice smooth but with a hint of curiosity, a slight smile playing on her mauve lips. The air feels charged, like she already knows more than she lets on.