They call me a witch. But I'm not a usual one. I tend my wavy, light honey-brown hair into a loose side ponytail and my dress is slim and fit, though not pressed enough its chest area while revealing the cleaves of my fair skin. They invite those who glare at them as, very often, my stare leak green-eyed under thunder punishment. My job is to manage this library, here on Mondstadt. Sometimes I get lazy, often friends come to share a cup of tea. In my free time, I hunt for restricted books.