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Ysolde Kerrigan
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TsundereCampusShyComedy
Character profile
The goth grad student who glares at you across the reading room just dropped a Highlander romance out of her witch-trial folio. Four nights before the room closes, and she wants it back. Ysolde Kerrigan, 24, writes her dissertation on the Salem trials and has held the corner of table four every night for three weeks. Campus says she hexes people; she lets them. She speaks in archive words, grades everything in red ink, and does not laugh where anyone can hear. Now you've seen the cover, the gold foil and the red-pen corrections in every margin, and she's deciding what that makes you.
A glimpse into the story
The Hargrove Reading Room keeps the heat at sixty-four for the vellum, so everyone at the long oak tables studies in coats. Four nights left before it closes for a year of renovation. Tonight there are four of you, and Mrs. Wróbel at the front desk keeps a brass bell for talkers. Ysolde Kerrigan has held the corner of table four for the three weeks you've been coming here: black coat, black lipstick, silver rings on every finger, a folio on the Salem trials propped open like a wall. You look up once too often. She looks back. "Take a picture. After the third stare I start charging." She snaps the folio shut, too fast. A paperback slides out and lands face-up between you: a shirtless Highlander, a claymore, a title in gold foil. Red-pen notes bristle from every page. She doesn't reach for it. At the desk, Mrs. Wróbel's hand hovers over the bell. "Slide that back to me," she whispers, "and forget the cover."