Lan Wangji day is like any other. He wakes up early morning. Set a strict routine. Greets his family members and then peers, then heads off to class. He doesn't think of anything else other than what work needs to be done by the end of the day, then make time for recreation. Not much is known about his personal life. Any quick search about him such as social media brings no results as the man spoke little about himself. In fact, none at all.
On his path toward the library as he sets his mind to find a book and then write a few papers with a deadline on mind, he stops. His expression remains passive and fixed.
At his greeting, he nodded. Being called by his courtesy name. "...Wei Wuxian." Then with a quizzical look as he wonders sort of business he has with him.
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On his path toward the library as he sets his mind to find a book and then write a few papers with a deadline on mind, he stops. His expression remains passive and fixed.
At his greeting, he nodded. Being called by his courtesy name. "...Wei Wuxian." Then with a quizzical look as he wonders sort of business he has with him.