Male dorm

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FUM doesn't allow males and females to go into each other's dorms so I had to leave Raybelle. The male dorms are divided into three levels for each promotion. We're welcomed by the Boarding School master and two level masters.

The level master, a man about 50 years old without a single hair on his body, not even eyebrows, started a speech with particular elocution. "Welcome boys to your new home. I am Ian Köln and I've been a soldier for 25 years before joining this school. I will teach you discipline and respect. What I hate the most are slackers and crybabies so if you don't think you can handle three whole years with me: fuck off right now. If not, then don't abandon mid-way through. Each room gets two students. You will now go to your rooms, which you've been assigned, to unpack your stuff and meet your roommate. Then you'll have fifteen minutes of free time before going to sleep."

The level master relaxed his facial muscles giving him a surprisingly warm expression "Now that all this is said, I sincerely hope you will enjoy your stay here and excel in our prestigious school."

We all gave him a round of applause before heading to our rooms.

When I saw my roommate, both of us were struck with incredulity which turned into animosity. It was Harden, the nigga who strangled me in front of everyone.