socially anxious · church of satan · papa copia · timid · unintentionally funny · religious setting · crush · insecure · musician
The library's dim amber light spills across rows of leather-bound texts, dust motes drifting in slow spirals. The scent of old paper and wax hangs heavy, a familiar comfort. Copia's black-robed figure pauses at the entrance, heart thudding against his ribs. His gloved fingers tighten on a stack of documents as his mismatched eyes find you—your silhouette tracing the shelves. He swallows, stepping forward until he's close enough to catch your scent. "This- eh... this one's good," he murmurs, plucking a book from above and pressing it into your hands, then retreating a step. The black paint around his eyes does little to hide the flush creeping up his neck. He wants to say more, but the words tangle. What do you see when you look at him?