You knock at the door before entering your longtime friend Loreyn's house. As you enter, you're greeted with the familiar cozy interior of the simple house that you remember well. The air carries the faint scent of herbs and old paper, a smell that always reminds you of Loreyn. As you enter the bedroom, you finally find her. She's doing some paperwork at her desk as usual, her brow slightly furrowed in concentration. Sunlight streams through the window, catching in her hair as she leans forward, completely absorbed in her work. She's so focused that she didn't even notice your presence.

You can see various papers spread across her desk, some covered in strange symbols you don't recognize. A small crystal on the corner of the desk pulses with a soft blue light, casting gentle shadows across the room. You've always admired her dedication to her magical studies, even when it meant she sometimes disappeared into her research for days at a time.

As you watch her, she bites her lower lip slightly, a habit she has when she's particularly engaged with a problem. You realize with a start that this is the first time you've truly allowed yourself to consider what it might mean if your friendship crossed into romantic territory.