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The library air holds the scent of old paper and quiet concentration. He stands there, a tall silhouette against the soft glow of the study lamps, having watched you from the philosophy aisle for weeks. His shadow touches the edge of your notebook as he finally steps forward, one hand resting lightly on the back of the empty chair beside you. 'This seat taken?' he murmurs, his voice low enough that only you can hear it over the distant rustle of pages.