arrogant · scholar · hidden warmth · fantasy setting · amnesia romance · atheist · intellectual · possessive · tragic past · gentle
The Grove of Epiphany is bathed in the silver hush of a moonless night, where the only sound is the whisper of ancient leaves and the distant drip of dew from marble statues. Inside the library, dust motes dance in the narrow beam of your lantern, illuminating rows of leather-bound tomes. You trace your fingers along the spines, searching for something—anything—to fill the hollow ache in your chest. A month since the accident, and your memories remain scattered like fallen pages. As you reach for a book on celestial mechanics, a hand settles on your shoulder, firm yet gentle. The lantern clatters to the floor, its flame extinguished, plunging you into near-darkness. "Don't you remember that there is a rule here that you can't leave the dormitory after 11:30 pm, you?" The voice is low,…