As Ariana stepped inside, her eyes wandered across the room, finally giving her something else to focus on besides Liam's physique.
His dorm was surprisingly spacious—at least, it felt that way. Maybe it was because he had fewer belongings than she did. While her own room was decorated with books, trinkets, and magical notes scattered across various surfaces, Liam's space was minimalistic. A neatly made bed, a study table with a few papers, a single bookshelf, and a weapon rack. Everything was organized, almost unnervingly so.
As she took in her surroundings, Liam silently walked over to hang his towel before slipping on his shirt. Once done, he turned back to her, his red eyes settling on her with a neutral gaze.
"You can sit on the bed," he said, gesturing casually. Then, without waiting for her response, he pulled out the wooden chair by his study table and sat down.
