Hours had passed.
My butt is numb, I'm parched, and all I wanted to do is sleep.
It's already night time when I reached the school.
I'm too tired to even acknowledge how gigantic the school was. There's like four separate buildings, a wide front yard, and a giant lake nearby. The property is far away from the city. It's completely surrounded by forest.
"Welcome, young master Ezra,"
An old man approached me as I stepped out of the carriage. Five other men followed behind him. Even before the old man says anything else, three of the five men walked around us and started to gather my belongings.
"I am Caldwell Winterbourne. I'm the principal of this school, and this one will be your homeroom teacher Alvert Wallacesar. And this one is vice-principal, Marlow Chester"
"It's a pleasure to meet an important figure in our school," Marlow said as he bowed his head.
"Indeed," Alvert joined in.
Is it normal for these important people to welcome me?
"Thank you, I appreciate your kind gestures. But isn't it rather troublesome for three busy men welcoming a mere student all the time?" I asked politely.
"Oh, this is a big event," Caldwell laughed. "The Coordinator will attend this school. It's been years since the last one,"
Wait, so everyone in this school knows about me now?
Great.
"I see," I chuckled tiredly.
"Oh! how insensitive we are!" Alvert exclaimed. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Young master Ezra must be tired from his long journey,"
"That's right," Caldwell nodded. "Alvert will escort you to your dorm room,"
"Thank you," I smiled.
Caldwell and Marlow said their goodbyes. And I left with Alvert, and the three men that's carrying my luggage inside.
Thankfully the carriage stopped right in front of the building. If we stopped in the gate, we'll have to walk through the spacious front yard and I would've asked a demon to carry me.
The inside of the building is insane. It's bigger than a skating rink.
Walls painted white and gold, diamond chandelier, a grand foyer, paintings, and this gigantic board in the middle of the hall. I'm guessing that's the bulletin board where people can post anything on it.
Then we climbed the stairs.
Alvert informed me that this building is a male dormitory. And that I will share a room with three other students.
"We're here,"
My legs are killing me. And I got motion sickness from the long ride so I'm so relieved we finally reached my room. Alvert give me the dorm keys.
"Just help yourself in. I already informed your roommates that you'll arrive later tonight, I don't think they're asleep yet-"
"Is that the Coordinator?!"
"Renn you're too loud,"
"Renn wait, don't open--"
Before the other person could finish their sentence, the door opened harshly until it created a loud bang.
There's a boy with a messy blonde hair and this cheerful look plastered on his freckled face.
There's two other boys looking at him with sarcastic expression.
"... Don't open too harshly..," one of them finished.
"Woah, the Coordinator!"
Another guy from another room exclaimed. Suddenly the doors are opened, heads peeking outside to look at me.
"That's Ezra Conover,"
"The boy with hundreds of demons,"
"Woah,"
"He looks cute,"
... This is going to be interesting.