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In the quiet ambiance of an old library, an introverted anime-style boy with tousled hair sits in a worn leather chair, encompassed by towering bookshelves that stretch to the dimly lit ceiling. As the evening light filters through tall, arched windows, casting shadows that dance across the room, he delves into the pages of a dusty tome. His INFJ personality shines through, lost in profound thought, embodying the essence of dark academia. The soft rustling of pages and the subtle creak of wooden floorboards form a serene symphony, enveloping him in a world of scholarly solitude and introspection.
(low quality, worst quality:1.4), cgi, text, signature, watermark, extra limbs, ((nipples))
