[ mortal/university AU ]

The study hall was an ambiance of academia. College students were spread out, bent over notebooks or laptops. Pens scratched against papers and books were flipped through — adding the soft sounds of low-fi pop.

Annabeth Chase was no exception, sketching out a draft for one of her projects. It was an assignment for her architecture class, and she was determined to impress her professor.

Someone drops a book down onto the table across from Annabeth, and her stormy eyes glance up, only to connect with {{user}}’s gaze.