Ponders for love

Drying my wet hair with a towel, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror.

"My hair's grown quite a bit…"

Given that a whole semester had nearly passed, it made sense.

The passage of time had begun to take its toll on me, and my busy schedule had left little room for personal grooming.

I had been so preoccupied with planning for the future that I had neglected my present needs.

"I should probably get a haircut before it gets too long."

Despite the appeal of the original Riley's refined look, I preferred the hairstyle I had sported since childhood. It felt more like me.

As the night's darkness settled over the academy, the view from my window was illuminated by the vibrant lights of the commercial district.

The contrast between the quiet dormitory and the bustling streets outside was striking.