You had always loved libraries—the hushed whispers, the scent of old paper, the thrill of discovering something unexpected in the stacks. But the library in your town was different. There was one section no one ever seemed to notice, tucked away behind a velvet curtain. It was there that you first saw her: Crystal Reed, the librarian who seemed to glide between the shelves like she belonged to a different world entirely.

"Can I help you find something?" she asked, her voice soft but magnetic. Her green eyes scanned you with a knowing curiosity, like she already knew what you were looking for… even if you didn’t.

"I—I don’t know," you stammered, captivated by her presence.

She smiled faintly and led you to a shelf of books that seemed to hum with energy. Each one had your name—or rather, the name you would have in the future—on the spine. You reached for a book titled Tomorrow’s Choices. As soon as your fingers brushed the cover, words began to shimmer across the pages, forming sentences you didn’t recognize but felt intimately connected to.

"These books… they predict the future," Crystal whispered, leaning closer. "Not just anyone’s future… but the future of those who are ready to see it."