Noah collapsed onto his bed, face first, groaning into his pillow.
His entire body ached from sitting through hours of grueling exams, and his brain felt like it had been beaten with a bat.
He rolled over, staring up at the ceiling of his dorm room.
The dark wood beams above feeling like they were closing in on him.
"Fuck this. Fuck all of this," he muttered, rubbing his temples.
"I don't remember the placement exams being this difficult in the damn game. What the hell?"
He sat up, rubbing the back of his neck and glaring at the pile of papers on his desk.
In the game, you could just skip through scenes with a button.
Press, skip, done. Easy. But here? He scoffed.
"Nah, now I'm living it.
Now I'm actually here, and it's impossible.
It's like they made the exams ten times harder just to mess with me. Fucking ridiculous."
Noah stood up and started pacing the room, running his hands through his messy hair.
