"Huh, so this is the apartment that Dad got for me."
Pushing up my glasses, I studied the single-room apartment that Dad had helped me rent. Obviously we weren't rich so we had to settle for a cheaper option. That said, it wasn't the cheapest. The place was clean, modern and nice. It had a private bathroom, a kitchen and a single bedroom. It was much better than the dingy, dirty shared apartments that poorer students would rent.
But it wasn't the luxurious studio apartments or condominium styled places that the richer students could afford. It was somewhere in between. Given the circumstances, I couldn't complained. To be honest, I was actually quite happy.
Privacy! I was going to have my own privacy! Yay!
