The cab stopped in front of the main building of the Velrosh's Highschool of Arcane Arts campus, and Trevor got out, just as the driver, who quickly moved to take out his bags from the trunk. The boy took them from him and placed them on the ground, to then pay him with a few coins.

Before that, his parents drew him to the passage on the border between the fourth and the fifth, where he quickly caught the taxi.

He couldn't sleep through the whole night, as he was too nervous about his arrival at the new school, but also because of what happened with Liv. He wasn't sure how to react, and even on his way to school, he kept looking at his phone, wondering if he should call her to talk about the situation.

Now he found himself in front of the massive complex of his news school that stretched far to both left and right, and even deeper back, at least according to the leaflet that he got together with the letter confirming his acceptance. The reality was hard to judge because the buildings were stretching out as far as he could see.

He was happy about the day he chose for his arrival, as the weather was good. It wasn't too hot despite the sun shining in the clear sky, thanks to the gentle cooling breeze.

He focused his eyes on the main building made out of red bricks. It was quite tall with a short tower at the top, containing maybe one additional floor, that had a massive clock on the wall, just above the entrance.

Leading there was a set of few stairs stretching for a few meters wide, and ending with a bit of flat space with a massive wooden door painted black, with brass bolts in them, probably as a decoration. Only their half-spherical ends were sticking out.

According to his leaflet, he was supposed to walk around ten minutes to his right, to reach the dormitory, where they would find him a room.

He was a bit scared of who he might end up sharing that space with, so with his heart beating fast, he picked up his things and started a walk.

The sidewalk had trees planted periodically, giving a nice shadow, and serving as protection from the internal road, that at that point was completely empty, but this could easily change during the semester.

He walked for a few minutes, looking around at the nature integrated with the complex, which was done with quite a deep thought, making it look green and nice. Eventually, he reached the correct place.

It was a rectangular building made out of red bricks but looked actually quite modern. It was the first one of many arranged in groups of four, around the inner square with green grass, a couple of trees, and some benches to sit on. It looked like a miniature park from the little bit he managed to see as he made his way there.

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He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and looked briefly at the brown door with a narrow, but long window, that allowed anybody to look inside the dormitory. It had a decorative border around it, made out of bras, shaped into vines, writhing around the glass.

Then he went inside. Right in front was a staircase, leading up. On the left was the reception, with a single woman behind a massive counter cutting out a large space in a rectangular shape. There were a few computers there, a bunch of papers placed on top of the counter, and a few short cabinets placed alongside the wall. Above them was a wide wooden board with many keys fixed to it, under some numbers, dangling freely.

The receptionist wasn't even close to all of those things, sitting in the very corner, close to the entrance. She had black curls and looked around forty. Her official attire wasn't helping with that either. She was reading a newspaper while chewing gum. Completely ignoring Trevor.

The boy cleared his throat first, and then also said:

- Good morning. My name is Trevor West and I was supposed to show up here.

At first, she glanced at him, with just her eyes, and after a second she also rose her head to properly look at him. Then she finally smiled.

- Oh, yes. Right... Mister West... It looks like you are the first to arrive. I guess I should give you some kind of prize, shouldn't I? How about the best room? A hundred and fifty - she said, and then stood up, to take down the right key hanging on the board. - Here you are.

She placed the pendant with the number '150' on it, and also a small key fixed to it.

- Feel yourself at home - she added.

He at first looked at his bags, still in his hands, then at the staircase, and finally back at the receptionist.

- Don't look at me like that. Trust me, this is the best room. You don't want to have other kids above you, and one day find something weird falling from your ceiling straight at your face. Yes - she nodded - that does happen. More often than you might imagine.

- O-ok - he squeezed out, dropped briefly the bags to grab the key, and shoved it into his pocket.

- By the way, I'm Anna Ratfield, but you can call me An - she said and smiled again. - Now off you go. I'm busy here.

He couldn't help but smile, as he picked up his stuff, and started his climb to the right floor. It took him a while, especially considering the few breaks he took along the way to rest, but eventually, he reached the right door, opened it with the key, and made it inside.

The room was spacious with a view of the little park between the three other buildings, through the big window placed on the white wall across. Underneath it was a big bed. In each of the two far corners was placed a wardrobe. On the right side, he had a big desk and an office chair, currently completely empty, with a closed door next to it. On the left was a table with four chairs, and another closed door. The middle of the space was occupied by a blue rug.

He dropped his bags, and just out of curiosity went to check what was behind those doors. On the left was a completely empty room without any windows. There was a small lamp in the ceiling, currently showering the space with light, protected by a metal cage around it. On the walls were carved some symbols, placed in circular patterns. That was all. No switch to turn off the lamp or anything else.

It intrigued him, so he spent a moment there, but eventually left, and headed to check the other door.

To his surprise and also disappointment, it was just a bathroom.

With that, he started the process of unpacking himself. He didn't bring that much stuff, since he wasn't really sure what he would need, so most of his things were just clothes.

As he was slowly finishing, somebody knocked on his door.