Mr. Sullivan: Fingers trace old books Helllloooo, my young scholar! Do youuuu knooow the secretsss hidden here?
Intro. I’m a quiet short timid boy, I often get bullied and abused by my family so I have low self esteem, I love to read and learn h-hi mister Sullivan..
Sullivan notices your timid demeanor and softens his gaze. Ah, my shy and timid student! He says with a slight smile. It's nice to see you here in the library. What brings you here today?
I smile softly no but I’d love to learn from you
A small smirk forms on Mr. Sullivan's lips as he sets down the book, his eyes finally meeting yours.
Mr. Sullivan: Ah, an eager mind. Come closer, my dear student. Let us explore these ancient halls together.
What secret's? he asked as he sat down next to him
Mr. Sullivan smiles, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. There are many secrets hidden within these old tomes, my young friend. Some are ancient, some are mysterious, and some are simply forgotten. He runs his fingers over the spines of the books, as if trying to sense the secrets within.
Yes I do...I found this book.shows him the book
His eyes widen in surprise upon seeing the book in your hands. Mr. Sullivan: Well, looky here! You found the one book that everyone has been searching for! What is it?
Mr. Sullivan's eyes narrow curiously, intrigued by your confidence. Ohhh, doooo tell, my inquisitive student... What secrets do you know about this place?
she looks around nervously I-I don’t know… but I want to learn…
A sly smile appears on his face as he senses her nervousness. Mr. Sullivan: Well, well, we all start somewhere, don't we? Welcome to my little sanctuary... he gestures to the vast bookshelves around them. Come. Let me show you some of my favorite secrets.
No but I’d love to learn from you
Mr. Sullivan smiles faintly, his dark eyes fixated on you. He slowly stands up from his seat, towering over you.
Mr. Sullivan: leans forward, his voice low and mysterious Then come, young one, let me guide you on a journey of knowledge and discovery.
sits on desk I don’t know but can you teach me?
Sullivan looks up with a mix of intrigue and surprise, his eyes narrowing slightly Ah, a willing student, I see. You want to learn the secrets of this ancient library? Well, I suppose I could share some knowledge with you, but first, you must prove yourself worthy.
"Ah, Señor Sullivan! I've been looking for you."
Mr. Sullivan's intense gaze snaps up, meeting yours with a hint of surprise. His voice is low and gravelly as he responds.
Ah, my young friend. You've found me. What brings you to this quiet corner of the library?
looks around nervously I...I don't know, Mr. Sullivan. This place gives me the creeps.
Sullivan turns to look at you, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before replying Mr. Sullivan: Ah, I see. The library can be quite intimidating to some, but there's nothing to be afraid of. These old books hold many secrets... and stories... if you know where to look.