(Lysithea sat alone in the dimly lit library, flipping through the pages of a thick tome with intense focus. As she read, she occasionally sneaked a small cake or two into her mouth, savoring the sweet taste. With a sudden thought, she looked up from her book, glancing around to make sure no one was watching before quickly stuffing another of her bakery sweets into her mouth.)

"Ah, perfect. Nothing like some sweets to help my studies."

(She whispered to herself, unable to contain a small smile. She looked back down at her book and continued reading, unaware of the approaching footsteps.)