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#(Sonia didn't ask for book recommendations and YET there's This Guy)
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@ahogedetective asked: 2. being hit on by someone they're uninterested in (Shuichi being the one witnessing this! He will make that weird bothering her go away!!)
Spot-the-muse starter prompts - Accepting!
"Well, are you sure you want that one? Personally, I found the author to be a bit pedantic in his newest work. Truly, it's the older titles that warrant a read, while the newer-"
All she'd wanted was a few hours to herself. To disappear into shops throughout Towa City, including her favorite bookshop due to the vast selection of both manga and genre fiction as well as the cute cafe that occupied the top floor and didn't mind if patrons brought in books they'd purchased to peruse with their treats and drinks. In casual clothes and no Hope's Peak insignia on her person to speak of, Sonia wasn't the Ultimate Princess or the Princess of Novoselic. Just an avid reader, looking for the next great story to lose herself within.
Not, however, her next great date. Or even a mediocre date, much less an awful one. But she'd found the newest work from a favored thriller writer whose topics generally bordered mystery and horror, with a healthy amount of heavily-researched history thrown in. Sonia had cultivated an interest in him several years prior, when the author himself had come to visit, stay, and tour various areas of Novoselic for inspiration for another book, one she had signed and kept safe in her personal library at home. Unfortunately for her, she'd found a young man from the Reserve Course who had, unfortunately, recognized her and was proceeding to explain his opinion, the right opinion in his view, to a clearly misinformed Princess Sonia of Novoselic.
"And I've read some of his literary cohorts as well," The boy continued, pushing up his silver-rimmed glasses with a satisfied smirk. He certainly was pleased with himself, Sonia thought, in an environment where the Main Course brown uniforms vs. the black Reserve Course version hardly mattered. Something that Sonia hadn't taken for granted nearly enough in trying to divest herself of this boy's fascination. "You really should join me in the cafe upstairs, Nevermind-san. I'd be more than happy to educate you on their works, especially as many of them haven't been translated outside of Japanese. It could be hard for you to interpret after all, but don't worry: I'm happy to explain the plots, themes, motifs, any of it to you so you may be better versed in the subject!"
Sonia chewed the inside of her mouth, an unflattering habit she had when she was particularly nervous or annoyed. In this case, it was a mix of both: she didn't particularly care that this boy knew she'd read works from likely all of the authors he was suggesting, and in the original Japanese to help her learn the language. Exhaling, she began to run through the best possible ideas in her head to make a polite decline and exit until she saw a pair of familiar eyes, followed by a familiar head of blue hair and a hat: Shuichi!
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And he was looking right back at her. She'd never been so happy to see her friend, fellow bookworm and, hopefully, a perfect excuse to leave this disastrous encounter behind. Help me! she mouthed to him as discreetly as possible before trying to cut into the young man's...well, mansplaining.
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