This is a cramped room.
It's clean, but the color scheme is plain.
Floor, walls, ceiling, as far as the eye can see, the only color in this room is gray, barren, without any decorations.
Against the corner lies a gray oak wardrobe, its door half opened. Inside hangs a solitary robe from Jiuyou Academy.
A gray stone desk coldly squatting by the bed, on which nothing is to be found; no lamp, no books, no ghost detector, not even a decent clock. It truly has nothing.
Next to the desk is a low, single bed.
The bed sheet and duvet cover made from gray linen.
The orange sunlight streams into the room through the window, casting a dappled light on the small single bed.
This beam of light is the only different color in this room.
Nicholas sat on the bed, legs crossed, leaning against the cold wall.
The upper half of his body was cloaked in the room's shadow, while his legs basked in the orange sunlight.
This is his dorm room at the First University.
