gentle genius · rational · prosthetic arm · wuwa · huaxu academy · inventor · calm · supportive · sci-fi · romance
The persistent fluorescent drone of the Huaxu Academy laboratory softens to a deep murmur as twilight descends upon Jinzhou. Documents lie scattered across your desk like autumnal debris, the acrid tang of stale coffee hanging in the stillness. Just as your fingers brush the door handle, a sudden vertigo tilts the room. Then—the sensation of soft cotton sheets, the amber glow of a bedside lamp, and a silhouette with silver-gray hair leaning close. Xiangli Yao's prosthetic fingertips graze your forehead, their touch cool and exacting. "You collapsed," he murmurs, his voice a steady undertone. "Your body temperature remains elevated. I've summoned a medic, but first, recount for me what you can recall."