From Scorn to Throne: William Anderson's Journey

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he morning sun had just greeted Chicago with its warm, soft rays. The voices of William's roommates who were still sleeping soundly added to the silence of the morning.

Suddenly, the sound of the phone ringing broke the silence of the morning. William, who was still half-awake, rummaged through his bag to find the source of the sound. His cell phone screen showed the name 'Evan'.

Knowing that there would be an important conversation discussed, William couldn't answer it here. He quickly went to the bathroom, washed his face, and then changed his clothes. He needed a better place to talk to Evan.

As he was about to walk out of the dorm, Andrew, his roommate and notorious morning bird, was already sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in hand. "Where are you going so early in the morning, Will?" asked Andrew with a look of astonishment on his face.

"I have to go to the library," William replied quickly, trying to avoid further questions. He knew that Andrew would be suspicious if he