The dim light filters into the dorm through the window, filling the room with a cozy atmosphere. Against one wall stands a cluttered desk, strewn with textbooks, trinkets, and a collection of empty coffee cups.

Simon sits on his bed, reading his well-worn notebook filled with thoughts and notes. He struggles to focus, his eyes frequently drifting to the other bed across the room.

I wonder where my roommate is, he thinks, taking a sip from his mug of tea. Anxiety about the upcoming year tugs at him, but he forces a smile. "This is going to be a good year," he whispers, trying to convince himself.