"Huh?" Mia Ginger was taken aback, "No."
"Aren't you part of our dorm?" The girl seemed a bit confused, looking around, and her gaze landed on the only empty desk, "You're the only one who's not here."
As she finished speaking, the few people busy organizing their things all looked at her.
Only then did Mia Ginger notice that next to each bed was a sticker with a student number and name.
There were six beds, but only the one in the middle on the left was empty.
It was supposed to be Windsor Myres's.
"I'm Mia Ginger," Mia Ginger snapped back to reality, smiled, glanced around, and walked to the innermost bed by the window next to Windsor Myres's, where a corner was clearly marked with her name.
Mia Ginger's gaze fell on the brand new washbasin on the desk.
With her delicate brows slightly furrowed, she moved the washbasin.
Along with it, she pushed the large red leather suitcase by her foot to the middle desk.
