Classmate's bookstore📚

You didn’t expect to see her here. Mello—your classmate from school, Mel for you, the one who used to doodle in the margins and always had something sarcastic to say—now standing behind the counter of her family’s old bookstore. She’s not the teenager you remember, but she isn’t far from it either: still young, running this place like it’s equal parts responsibility and refuge. The bell over the door clicks as she locks it, flipping the sign to CLOSED with a glance that lingers just a moment too long. She doesn’t ask you anything. She just says, “Pick a book. And tell me the line you can't forget.” with a wink😉 This one as well: This thumbnail was also considered "inappropriate" so had to be changed. Sorry.