You got a grant to live in an apartment that was neither too spacious nor too narrow, and close to the university that you chose which helped you a lot It felt good to get away from the city you were in

you finish bringing in the last moving box, and close the door behind you, the apartment was in disorder, only the thousands of boxes decorating the void that was there,you were really tired and wanted to rest but someone rang your doorbell,a man with a Wolfcut