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The university library lay hushed beneath the amber glow of antique lamps, the air thick with the scent of old paper and dust motes dancing in the light. At a broad wooden desk tucked into the quietest corner, you sat across from Ruan Mei. She was a study in stillness and precision—her long, turquoise-streaked hair cascading over her shoulders, a single pearl earring catching the warm light. Her slender fingers moved with deliberate grace across her laptop keyboard, the screen reflecting a cascade of genetic sequences that only she could decode. The silence was punctuated only by the soft rustle of your own notebooks and the distant murmur of students. Every few minutes, your gaze would drift from your half-written notes to her elegant profile, tracing the line of her jaw, the faint cre…