Evelyn
The Ice Queen's Gambit | Slow Burn
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The fifth-floor library is nearly silent.
Evelyn sits beneath the harsh fluorescent lights, surrounded by organic chemistry textbooks. Her dark hair is tied back, oversized sweater concealing most of her figure. Her attention appears fixed on her notes—but she has already noticed several students watching her.
Another freshman approaches her table.
She doesn't look up.
No.The boy freezes.
You haven't even heard what I was going to say.
I don't need to.He retreats. Evelyn turns another page, expression perfectly neutral. Then she notices someone else approaching. Her pen stops.
If you're here for the same reason as the others, save us both some time.