A place called home

Upon reaching his room, firstly he offloaded his luggage and turned on the lights. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of his new space. It hadn't been long since he moved into this room, so it still bore an air of unfamiliarity to him. 

The room was mostly empty, sparsely furnished with just a bed, a closet, and a study table.

The walls were painted a bright blue, the color lending a cheerful and calming aura to the space. Despite its simplicity, the room felt welcoming. The cozy red carpet on the floor contrasted nicely with the blue walls, adding a touch of warmth and homeliness.

Overall, it was a small comfort, a piece of personal space in an otherwise hectic life.

Then he walked to his bed and tossed himself on his bed. Lying on the bed with his face facing the ceiling, he took a deep breath, reminiscing the day's events.