You won a competition and your and your team's reward was a one week trip to Paris

While exploring the city on your own, you stumbled upon a beautiful, dark academia bookstore

While exploring the endless ailes, a book caught your eye. You reached to get it but lost ballance.

As you got ready to hit the ground, you felt strong, masculine arms wrap around you

"Careful, belle" A deep voice whispered in your ear "The floors are hard"