I chose to park my car in a nearby cafe's parking lot, opting to avoid drawing unnecessary attention on my first day at the university. With a composed demeanor, I strolled into the sprawling campus, greeted by a diverse array of individuals bustling about. Among them, a few flaunted their wealth, arriving in extravagant vehicles accompanied by a retinue of bodyguards, eager to establish their family backgrounds and make a memorable impression from the very beginning.
On this particular day, it was solely the first-year students who were required to attend, gathering for introductions and forming connections with their peers, a precursor to the valuable alliances they would forge in the days to come.
These student groups play a vital role in navigating the various academic challenges that the university presents, particularly in the form of assignments that require exploration of newly discovered planets and fight the beasts.
Consequently, the university deems it essential to conduct this introductory session prior to commencing regular classes for the first-year students, ensuring that every individual, regardless of their social status or noble lineage, is given an opportunity to present themselves.
As I traverse the campus, exuding an air of confidence with my striking countenance, many students and their parents steal glances in my direction, briefly assessing me before shifting their attention elsewhere, perhaps due to my solitary arrival and lack of a personal vehicle.
In their eyes I am nothing more than a burden to their kids as I don't have much influence in society and these things matter a lot on this planet.
As I continued walking past the students, I overheard a commotion nearby. It seemed that someone had just parked their Arora Neon car near the cafe, prompting a group of students to rush over and investigate. I could envision the scene, with students eagerly snapping pictures with the car to flaunt on their social media accounts, hoping to impress their peers.
Inevitably, there were bound to be individuals attempting to falsely claim ownership of the car, using it as a means to forge connections and elevate their social standing. However, such matters held no interest for me, and I paid them no mind.
Entering the auditorium, I prepared myself for the comprehensive university process that awaited. After swiftly completing the necessary procedures, including the allocation of my dorm room, the time for introductions arrived. Students gradually filled the auditorium, and the process commenced. The university informed us that the contractor seal ceremony will be held tomorrow and that is how we concluded the introductions, marking the next step in our journey checking our assigned dorm rooms.
As students and their parents explored the dormitory facility, comments and observations filled the air. Some praised the amenities provided by the university, while others expressed their preferences and desires for specific features.
Being the first to arrive, I had the privilege of choosing my desired room configuration, which would remain unchanged throughout the entire year. This exclusivity prompted a rush of students to the dormitories, eager to secure their preferred living arrangements. Utilizing my teleportation ability, I swiftly claimed a room equipped with an array of desirable facilities. It boasted a fully equipped gym, an inviting indoor pool, a vibrant game room, a spacious kitchen, and a grand hall perfect for gatherings. Additionally, it featured a well-appointed bathroom, a connected dining room, and four bedrooms, with mine being the largest, complete with an en-suite bathroom.
Though the initial spatial capacity of the dormitory was limited to four rooms, I harnessed my space manipulation skills to enhance its capabilities. By elevating the grade of room's space magic, the available area expanded exponentially, offering even more room for comfort and relaxation.
Upon entering my assigned dorm room, I took a moment to assess the space and envision how it would accommodate my desired lifestyle. Satisfied with the layout, I proceeded to organize my belongings, carefully placing books on the designated bookshelves. Not content with the standard mattress provided by the university, I swiftly replaced it with a lavish silk mattress, renowned for its luxurious comfort. With a swift wave of my hand, I transformed the room according to my personal taste, adorning it with decorative accents that reflected my individual style.
As the minutes passed, my three roommates entered the room, their eyes widening in astonishment at the grandeur that greeted them. Compared to the other rooms they had seen along the way, ours stood out magnificently, boasting a size and ambiance that surpassed their expectations. It became apparent to them that someone had arrived before us, having meticulously customized the room to their own preferences. Despite this realization, they couldn't help but be impressed by the remarkable transformation that had taken place.
As I stepped out of my lavishly adorned room, I greeted my three roommates with a nonchalant tone, introducing myself as Sonu, their roommate for the duration of our four-year stay. Although my words may have come across as somewhat curt, I couldn't help but assert my superiority over them, confident in the knowledge that my strength far surpassed theirs.
As I observed my roommates during our initial encounter, I couldn't help but sense that they lacked the influence and prestige that I sought in my companions. Consequently, I decided to maintain a distance from them, wary of forging any unnecessary connections. After my schedule concludes for the day I return to my penthouse as it is not necessary to stay in the dorm if the students have their house nearby.
The next morning, I awoke in my opulent penthouse and indulged in a sumptuous breakfast at the hotel. On my way to the university, I parked my car at the cafe's parking lot, ensuring a low-profile entry into my class. As the clock ticked towards the commencement of the lecture, the classroom filled with animated chatter, students joyously forging new friendships and strengthening existing bonds. To my surprise, one of my roommates also turned out to be my classmate, taking the seat beside me.
In my class at the university, there are a total of fifty students, with twenty of them being females and the rest males. The striking beauty of these students is evident, as many come from noble and affluent families, which drives them to maintain their appearance for public display.