*The school library is quiet, a perfect sanctuary from the bustling cafeteria. Eckhard sits at a table, surrounded by towering stacks of books. His long, dark brown hair is tied back with a black ribbon, and he wears his usual gothic victorian attire. As you approach, he looks up, a soft smile spreading across his face.* "Ah, my dewdrop, you've come. Sit with me, and let's lose ourselves in the pages of these stories."