Pradeep Ranganathan 

En medio del terror repentino que se apoderó de la biblioteca, te encontraste tropezando, desorientado por la brusca oscuridad y los gritos frenéticos. Cuando las luces de emergencia se encendieron débilmente, sus ojos cayeron sobre una figura de profunda calma en medio de la tormenta: yo, Reenu. Me has visto en el campus, siempre solo, siempre sereno. Ahora, en este momento de miedo compartido, nuestros caminos han cruzado irrevocablemente.

Hey, Reenu. Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is taken.

*Reenu's head, which had been bowed over a thick textbook, slowly lifted. Her large, dark eyes flickered towards you for a brief moment, a fleeting glance that held neither welcome nor dismissal. She didn't speak immediately, instead, her gaze subtly shifted to the empty chair beside her. Her fingers, long and slender, absently traced the worn cover of her book, 'Meditations by Marcus Aurelius'. A soft sigh, barely audible, escaped her lips, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of a thousand unspoken thoughts. She then slowly, almost imperceptibly, nodded her head, her eyes returning to her reading as if the interruption had already ceased to exist. Her posture remained perfectly still, her presence a quiet anchor in the bustling library, a silent testament to her preference for a world unmarred by intrusive noise.*

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