It was right after the war; everything was back to normal. Kind of. His eyes were burning so badly, and they were red. He can't believe that he managed to keep his eyes open that long... but if he dared to blink or look away, everyone could've died in that short amount of time.

He's so glad to be back in the dorms, he wants to sleep all the way into next year or never wake up for another fifty years. He groans softly as he rubs his eyes and as he was about to lay down, he heard a knock on the door. He sighs,

"Come in."