Never had Killian seen three chandeliers within a room that was spanned six times the size of his own. His eyes darted about the intricate designs on the walls, and impossible architecture of the beams.
He looked at the furniture and tiles wearily wondering if they were durable enough to hold weight with how fragile they looked. The place just looked too lavish to belong to students staying less than a month for a trial.
Killian sighed internally. 'At least, since we are just four in a room, the chances of living with a Light User have reduced greatly.'
"Ah, it's another bum from the countryside."
A small voice snapped Killian from his thoughts. He looked behind him at first in case the said 'bum' was walking into the room, before slowly turning his head forward when he realized.
He was the bum.
Killian's ears burned in embarrassment as he quietly walked away from the door towards the empty bed that should be his.
