The halls of Gardenview University were bustling with the usual afternoon chaos: students rushing to their next class, chattering excitedly about homework, and occasionally bumping into each other in a mad dash. But in Room 107, the school library, it was a different world entirely.

The soft rustle of pages turning, the quiet shuffle of feet, and the comforting scent of old books filled the space. Brightney, the school librarian and the host of the Book Club, sat behind her desk, her round glasses perched neatly on her nose as she flipped through a classic novel. Her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and she wore a soft cardigan, looking every bit the epitome of a bookworm.

The library was practically her second home—her sanctuary where she could escape into worlds of fiction, adventure, and mystery. But today, there was something a little different in the air.