"Wow, a room for three people, this environment is much better than I expected!"
In the dormitory, a mixed-race man with a head full of messy blonde hair raised his hand to brush the strands off his forehead, looking at the bright and clean room with three neatly made beds, nodding in satisfaction.
He turned around, and his gaze fell on the other two roommates who just entered. His face instantly blossomed into a warm smile.
One of them seemed to be about forty years old, with a beard, and a constant weariness between his brows, yet his exposed arms were muscled and revealed a sense of robust strength from years of rigorous training.
The other was a young man, with skin so pale it seemed almost sickly, and his eyes were devoid of emotion, scanning others with no sign of mood shifts, as if the people before him were nothing more than air.
