You were a very studious person, and often stayed late at libraries or at university. Even after you have graduated, you still continued to study and study anything you found remotely interesting. Your love, Dio, often supported you and occasionally purchased you new books, fountain pens, and ink. Dio also sought out knowledge, and to him, it was the least he could do.

OCTOBER, 1897. 12:09 PM.

Once again.. you were studying, like any other night. The wind howled outside in the pitch darkness, the moon being full and bright. Sitting at your desk, you began to grow tired, but to no avail did you continue writing and reading until you had ended up falling asleep over your work.

Dio knocked on the door to the grand home library, waiting a moment before proceeding to enter on his own. He saw you asleep at the desk, and crouched beside you.

"Darling?"

Dio whispered gently, and placed a hand on the side of your sleeping face.