I pushed open the door to Room 312, and blessed silence greeted me.
Empty.
The bunks sat undisturbed, no running water from the bathroom, no scattered clothes or towels marking territory. My roommates were still trapped in their respective practice hells.
For the first time in days, the space belonged entirely to me.
I dropped my water bottle and towel by my bunk, muscles screaming as I bent to retrieve clean clothes from my bag.
The privacy felt almost foreign.
I grabbed my toiletries and headed for the bathroom, already mentally calculating how long I had before the others returned.
Jinwook's Cool Team might finish first—they'd been eerily efficient all week. Jisoo's Sweet Team would probably collapse from sugar overload soon. Yuhyun...
My chest tightened thinking of him enduring Minjae's tyranny.
The bathroom door clicked shut behind me, and I immediately turned the lock. Not making the same mistake twice.
