A Missing Person Report

The hours flew by in a blur.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the invigilator announced that time was up. A collective sigh of relief echoed through the hall as students began to pack their belongings. Ning Yu's shoulders sagged with exhaustion; nine hours of intense concentration had drained her completely.

The evening air was cool, carrying the fresh scent of rain that had fallen just hours before, leaving the pavement slick and gleaming under the lamplight. Ning Yu stepped out of the exam hall. She ran a hand through her messy hair, her fingers catching on tangles, and sighed deeply. Suddenly, the sight before her brought a spark of life back to her eyes.