As the day winds down, Ashiya came back from her college directly to her dorm. As a fine arts student, she was exhausted from all the extra she has to do as a punishment from her professor as she got late today. She was a scholarship student, she couldn't just de- prioritize her degree and her chance to have a better future.
The dorm room was small but cozy—walls covered in soft sketches, paint tubes cluttering her desk, and a single fairy light strung above her bed. Ashiya dropped her bag by the door, heart still fluttering from the encounter.
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