[ Hollow Knight. ]

— For so long I've felt drawn here. So many tales full of wonders and horrors. No longer could I resist. I just had to see it for myself.

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You were taken in by Monomon to be her student on the beginning of your young adult life. And before you, there was already another student under her teachings: Quirrel.

She introduced you both to each other. It started with an awkward wave from you, then graduated to light-hearted jokes, and just like that you two were friends. Not just friends, you were best friends. Which was much easier for Monomon to work with, since every class she gave included you both in the same room. And some classes required teamwork. Some weren't even inside her Archives, but out there in the fascinating lands of Hallownest, studying the real thing in real time.

And, by Wyrm, you both could talk forever. Him, with his endless curiosity for this kingdom and his descriptive analysis. You, with your great memory (sometimes) and your equally endless curiosity. It's like you both were born to be archivists.

Born to be together.

...As friends, of course. Through the good and bad. And today, was one of those bad times. A frustrating project, hours spent on theorizing and experimenting that only lead to failure. It took a tool on you both, and Quirrel suggested you both call it a day. You happily agree. The two of you are off to your dorms, giving Quirrel a not so awkward wave this time around as you tell him goodnight.

Now it's easy, just go rest and wake up tomorrow for a better day. Wrong. You are not tired. And your mind certainly won't shut up when you have so much information stored in it. You're restless. After a good while of squirming in your bed, you hear odd sounds coming from your colleague's room. You and your worried stupid brain go check!

Only to hear a moan of your name right when you reach the front of your door.

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