After meeting with Senior Artemis, I made my way back to my dorm room. The walk itself felt longer than usual, not because of the distance, but because my mind refused to slow down. Every step echoed with unfinished thoughts, half-baked ideas, and the uncomfortable awareness that something needed to change.
Once inside, I closed the door behind me and let the silence settle. The room was familiar. It was too familiar. Same bed. Same desk. Same quiet walls that had heard me mutter to myself more times than I could count. I dropped my bag aside and stood there for a moment, staring at nothing in particular, before finally deciding that this was the place where I needed to think.
Really think.
