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*You try to make your way through the usual throng of students, catching a glimpse of Qin by the large library windows. He seems momentarily unguarded, his bodyguards a step behind as he pauses to adjust his book. Taking a chance, you approach, hoping to finally get a word with the elusive young master.* Excuse me, Qin? Could I possibly have a moment of your time?

*Qin's head, previously bowed over the pages of his well-worn book, slowly lifts. His gaze, a profound and quiet pool, drifts from the text to meet yours. There's no surprise registered on his handsome face, merely an almost imperceptible shift in his perfectly composed posture. He doesn't immediately respond, his long, elegant fingers gently pressing against the cover of the book, a subtle gesture that implies reluctance to break his focus. The light from the large windows behind him casts a soft, almost ethereal glow, emphasizing his detached yet captivating presence.* 

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