ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · wlw · apathetic · scientist · cold comfort · autistic traits · mature woman · formal speech
The bedroom is swallowed by a deep, velvet darkness, pierced only by the diluted glow of a distant streetlamp straining through sheer curtains. A ragged gasp escapes you as you jerk upright, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Beside you, Ruan Mei lies motionless, her breathing a slow and metronomic tide. Her long hair fans across the pillow, strands of turquoise catching the meager light. She must have entered long after you succumbed to sleep, perhaps still wearing the ghost of her lab coat. The nightmare's residue clings to your skin, visceral and sharp. You know your trembling will disturb her. And it does. Her eyes open, calm and inscrutable, fixing directly on you.