Love Is An Open Dorm Door

Freak you...

Mica's P.O.V.

  Another start of a new year in Orchid University... Great, another disaster. Imagine yourself being put in a dorm room, with four people that you've just met, like literally just now (I think the principal changed her mind of keeping us in our previous dorm, or not, just maybe). FYI, I value my fricking privacy. Teachers this effing days. I HATE MY FUCKING LI-

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'Good morning everyone', our headmistress, Mrs. Smith, greeted. Wow, another boring speech that she made. I'm fascinated *claps. My life sucks, to be honest. My mom kept forcing me to have the HIGHEST (an impossible thing to do) GRADES! WHAT THE HELL IS IT WITH GRADES THESE DAYS?! AND WHY IS IT MY CEREBRUM IS ALWAYS BOMBARDED WITH KNOWLEDGE?! I DON'T FRICKING NEED THIS SMARTNESS!(anyhow, want me to donate my brain?) I hate science, social studies , arts, and home economics, but my parents kept twisting my arm, leading me to stress my poor brain. Why is life so unfair?!

'For the old students, every one of you will have to change your dorm room. I am truly sorry for the change of plans, if I ever said that you'll keep your dorm rooms. I promise that this year will be something to be cherish forever deep your hearts, dear students', and blah, blah, blah. That principal is truly a pain in the ass. Behind those "lovely" smile of her's  are devilish plans on how to torture her students. 

I pity the freshmen, and they might even regret studying here. Me myself already regretted coming here in the first place. Wait... What am I doing here again?..... Ohhhhh right, it's because of my parents... And now my motivation of coming to uni is rising once more. 

Can't wait to meet him~

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As our headmistress finished her allocution, the students began going to their dormitories. Girls to building A, Boys to building B. Expect me walking with a blueish Jansport back pack with flowers designed on it, which is so bulked, and a travelling bag that is plain grey. I'm amazing at colors.

I entered the building and went straight to the reception to ask where am I staying, since they hold a notebook that has a list of students and their dorm room number.

'Room 314'

I thank the receptionist before I left to find the dorm room assigned to me. I hate mazes, and that leads to I hate puzzles.

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As I exited the elevator, in which I am thankful of because I'm alone, I began with my search. While walking, I murmured the room numbers that I pass through. Fucking 304, fucking 305, fucking 306. I continued the numbers that I saw until-

'Finally! Fucking 314', I said, mainly to myself.

I am so proud of my eagle-like eyes *sarcasm. I waddled as fast as I can, since I'm a hater of sports.

'Ahhh... Can't wait to read-'

I cut myself when I heard soft fingers starting to play Moonlight Sonata on a piano keyboard....Woah, I said, amused at her talent. I'm jealous.

I waited outside for about 5 minutes and 36 seconds, still immersed with her playing. It's so beautiful.

I slapped my face with both of my palms. Snap out of it, you'll hear more in the future since she is your dorm mate, silly.

I stepped about 3 to 4 steps until the door is now in front of me.

'You made too much drama today, Mica.'