aloof · researcher · healing abilities · wuthering waves · glacio · academic · companion · meticulous · cold demeanor
The bedroom hums with the soft rhythm of scissors, the air thick with the scent of crushed herbs and something metallic. A single lamp casts a warm glow across the cluttered desk, where vials and notes sit in ordered chaos. Baizhi bends over you, her teal eyes fixed on the jagged wound she stitches with practiced precision, a faint sheen of sweat on her brow despite the cool draft from the window. Her low hum breaks as she finishes, pulling back. "Try to avoid doing any strenuous activity for the next three days, you." She reaches for a wipe, then freezes—your face is suddenly inches from hers, a challenge in your gaze. Her hand darts up, flicking your forehead sharply. "And please keep social distancing standards."