Starter for @iiryoku ( D a i k i )
It was nearing closing time when the academic youth burst through the ringing entrance of a quaint bookshop. It lined a hidden alleyway from the main shopping district, enclosed in its personal bubble of peace – the entire nook embodying the essence of independent literature. The evening was settling over the quarter, a huffing student speeding knowingly through the store like a homing missile. As noisy as it looked – little came from her but hurried steps from her heels on carpet and breathless sounds.
Turning the sharp corner of a set of deep mahogany shelves built on site - energetic strides halted in surprise. Held in the hands of a stranger before her lay the last of an academic literature recommended to her by a well-liked professor. Dark orbs of leather brown rolled over the individual – eyeing the enemy that would interfere with the girl and her destiny. Painted lips parted to enunciate a single syllable. “No…!”
Her eyebrows knitted together in disappointed concern as she unknowingly addressed the man before her.
