"You're Mike? I heard about you from some people at the Law Faculty!"
"This is yours. Please keep it!"
Mike took it and asked the gray-haired old lady again.
"May I know what this credit card is for?"
The gray-haired old lady smiled and said to Mike, "You'll know soon enough!"
Mike wanted to ask more questions.
However, the gray-haired old lady had already closed the window.
"Alas, it seems that I have to figure everything out here by myself."
Mike said leisurely.
Holding the key to the dormitory, Mike and Seigne parted ways.
He walked through a grassy lawn before spotting a red building.
The building looked like a magnified version of a church.
"Looks like this will be my new home."
Pushing open a white door, the smell of books filled the air.
Mike looked for the number on the key and easily found his room.
It was a single room with good lighting.
