The Refined Arts Academy was a massive facility surrounded by an equally expansive campus. Each of the three main buildings was positioned to form a triangle. Encircling them was a wide road for vehicles, which connected to other key structures like the greenhouse, the dormitories, a small convenience store, and various shops affiliated with the academy.
It was, more or less, a self-sustaining community—everything a student might need was already available on campus.
Since Tahu had latched onto Mikel like they'd been lifelong friends, Mikel let him lead the way to the dorms. Honestly, it saved him from spending more time scanning the bulletin board or finding his way here.
"This is my room!" Tahu announced, knocking on a door he passed only to stop in front of the one next to it. "This is yours."
Mikel glanced at the room number and nodded slightly.
"Thanks, Tahu," he said, casually raising a fist for a bump. "Appreciate it."
Tahu stared at it. "You want to fight me?"
