Roommate

Atticus clutched his student badge, a strange sensation tingling in his hand. It wasn't quite discomfort, but a faint hum that resonated with his own aura. Experimentally, he closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation. A wave of information flooded his mind – a map of the academy grounds, meticulously detailed with buildings labeled and pathways highlighted. He instinctively navigated the map, searching for a specific location: his residence.

A single point pulsed faintly on the mental map, marking a building labeled "Student Dormitories East Wing." A spark of curiosity ignited within him. Roommates? The concept was novel, having lived a solitary life for so long. He tucked this information away, eager to explore his new living quarters.

Following the mental map, Atticus found himself standing before a three-story building bustling with activity. Students streamed in and out, some laden with luggage, others engaged in animated conversations. He located his room number on a directory n
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