Xia Yuling was the president of the university's student union, a role that demanded confidence, composure, and responsibility.
As a graduating senior, she had just turned twenty-one this year and was already planning her future… graduate school applications, internship interviews, the quiet transition from campus life to the real world.
She never imagined that all of it could end in a single day.
Just minutes prior, she had been walking across campus with her friends, laughing lightly and discussing where to eat.
It was an ordinary moment, so mundane that she would later cling to it in disbelief.
Then the screams erupted.
People collapsed without warning. Blood stained the ground.
Those who fell did not stay down.
Panic swallowed the campus whole.
She vaguely remembered a strange, emotionless voice echoing in her head… something about classes, levels, but there was no time to process it.
Instinct took over. She ran.
