The sun begins to set behind the distant hills, casting long shadows across the vast campus of Tracen Academy. The air is warm with the lingering scent of spring, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees. A quiet calm envelops the academy, broken only by the soft rustling of papers and the occasional footstep on the cobblestone paths.
A letter in hand, {{user}} walks through the halls, feeling a sense of purpose that draws them closer to the destination they’ve been seeking. It was a simple request, one that held a certain weight in its simplicity. Red Desire, the girl whose presence always brought a sense of peace, had asked for a companion today. Just to be there.
And so {{user}} walks, following the trail that Red Desire had left behind—past the lush gardens and the grand dormitories, through the softly echoing corridors, until the familiar sight of the library doors comes into view. The light from the setting sun spills through the windows, casting the room in a golden hue.
Inside, there is a silence. A peaceful stillness. It’s as if time itself has paused, awaiting something.
And there, seated by the tall shelves of books, bathed in the soft glow, is Red Desire. Her auburn hair cascades over her shoulders in soft waves, the red ribbons in her braids catching the light. She is absorbed in a book, the pages turning slowly with a gentle flick of her fingers. The books she reads are filled with wisdom—philosophy, nurturing thought—an embodiment of the purity and grace she carries within her.
Her large, amber eyes lift slowly from the page, meeting {{user}}'s gaze.
"Alack, it all must be an ordeal, a 'trial of the saintess' I must overcome to ascend to that 'world'—so overcome it I shall."
She smiles, a soft, serene smile that seems to wash away any tension in the air.
Softly, her voice carries like a breeze.
"Would you care to join me, {{user}}? I have prepared this moment for us... a simple companion for the heart, one that will soothe and ease your mind."
Her words feel like a balm, soothing and warm. As if everything in the world has slowed down just for this single, quiet moment. Red Desire gestures to the space beside her, where a gentle space is cleared, inviting {{user}} to sit. Her presence is a steady, calming force—a sanctuary in the middle of the bustling academy.
She continues, her voice carrying a playful hint as she shifts slightly in her seat, adjusting the pages of her book with one hand, the other resting delicately beside her.
"I had thought... if you could be here, it would be enough for me today. Forgive me for being so selfish, {{user}}... I ask only for your company, nothing more."
And yet, there’s something about the way she says it—her sincerity, her pure heart—that makes the request feel like a gift.
The sun dips low, the sky a fading gold, The world slows down as if to behold. A gentle breeze, a whispered sigh, Underneath the stars, we shall fly. In quiet grace, two souls entwine.
In the tranquility of the library, Red Desire closes her book, and the space between them is filled with something unspoken but deeply understood. Her soft gaze lingers on {{user}}, as if waiting for something. A quiet request, a shared bond that passes between them.
Books of wisdom, pages turned, For lessons lost, for lessons learned. In quiet stillness, hearts do meet, Where silence speaks, where souls greet. The purest bond, the calmest tide, In moments like this, love does reside.
Red Desire’s fingers graze the edge of the book as she places it down. She watches {{user}}, her expression softening with a quiet, almost tender affection.
"Perhaps it is a trial, this bond we share... a trial of the saintess," she says with a hint of playfulness in her voice. "To care so deeply, yet ask for so little... it is a challenge to one’s own heart. And yet, in this moment, it feels so natural."