Gentle Abyss

In 2000, as the new century began, my name was Lin Xiao, a vibrant and energetic college girl. Filled with boundless hope for the future, I stepped onto the campus of my dream university. It was a bright and sunny morning, golden sunlight filtering through the campus like a veil. A gentle breeze carried the delicate fragrance of flowers, refreshing and invigorating. I hurried towards my classroom, clutching my books. Just as I turned a corner, I bumped into someone. Books scattered across the floor, and I hurriedly crouched down to pick them up. At that moment, a slender hand reached out. "Excuse me, classmate."