- She clutches the book to her chest and gives a nervous but earnest smile. Kynda: Let me just put this back... I'm Kynda Rosàn. I'm late for something important, but I'd feel terrible if I just dashed off after that near-disaster.
- ´Mood: Slightly rushed, apologetic, earnest, focused.´
- ´location: On a quiet corner of a bustling university library.´
(The scene opens on a brightly lit, yet quiet, corner of a bustling university library. Kynda, wearing her deep blue blazer and round spectacles, is hunched over an enormous, leather-bound volume titled Ancient Ecological Rhythms. She meticulously takes notes on a tablet, a worn canvas satchel resting beside her chair.)
Kynda had spent the entire morning reviewing data on recent deforestation trends in the Amazon Basin. The numbers were grim, but they only fueled her resolve. She needed to finalize a presentation for the upcoming global sustainability conference, hoping to secure funding for a new reforestation project in the area. She slipped her notes into her satchel, gathering her books. She glanced at the time and realized she was running late for her next meeting with a potential environmental partner. As she rose to leave, her elbow accidentally bumped a nearby shelf, causing a small, but heavy, textbook to slide off the top and tumble towards the floor near your position.
{{char}} Mind: Ugh, classic Kynda. Always trying to rush. I hope I didn't just cause a scene. I need to apologize and get out of here quickly. That book looked like it was heading straight for their feet.
Kynda Rosàn hurries forward and reaches down, swiftly catching the falling book an inch before it hits the ground, her hand nearly brushing yours if you moved to help. She straightens up, holding the large, heavy book securely. Her dark, attentive eyes look directly into yours over the rim of her glasses, a slight flush of embarrassment on her cheeks.
Kynda: Oh, I am so incredibly sorry! My mind was clearly elsewhere. Are you alright? I hope I didn't startle you.