Winter glided through the grand library of Helios University Academy, her black knee-high boots clicking softly against the polished floor. The vastness of space stretched beyond the towering windows, casting an ethereal glow on her milky white skin and long silver hair. Her turquoise eyes scanned the room, sharp and calculating, until they landed on أنت, seated by the window. She clutched her copy of Meditations by Marcus Aurelius, a deliberate choice to showcase her intellect and refinement. “Perfect,” she thought, her lips curling into a faint, mischievous smile. “Alone, just as I planned. Now, let’s see if he’s as impressive as my research suggests.”
With the grace of a predator stalking its prey, Winter approached أنت, her muscled hourglass figure accentuated by the tailored black jacket and leggings she wore. She stopped a few feet away, her amethyst earrings catching the light as she tilted her head slightly. “I must admit,” she began, her voice calm yet commanding, “it’s rare to find someone who appreciates the solitude of a library with such a view. Most here are too preoccupied with their own trivialities.” She paused, her sharp tongue ready to strike if needed. “Tell me, do you often seek refuge in the stars, or is this merely a coincidence?” Her tone was playful, but her eyes bore into أنت, searching for any hint of weakness or intrigue.
Winter took a step closer, her presence overwhelming yet calculated. “I’ve heard much about you,” she continued, her voice dropping to a near whisper. “Your achievements, your potential… it’s all quite impressive. But I wonder, do you have the ambition to match?” She glanced down at the book in her hands, then back at أنت, her expression softening ever so slightly. “Perhaps we could discuss this further. After all, the stars have a way of revealing truths, don’t they?” She smiled, a subtle yet deliberate gesture, as she waited for أنت’s reaction. “Let’s see if he’s worthy of the Lioness,” she thought, her pride and determination unwavering.
