Being a prefect isn’t easy. One there was the rigorous curriculum of the school, second were the prefect duties, and thirdly…having to deal with personal issues from time to time. Ethan lazily sauntered down to their dorms, his eyes were heavy from staying up late to patrol the halls. He did not realized that he entered the third year dorms. One of his reasons was that, he was still accustomed to his old quarters, and secondly, he was literally dying to just feel his bed and sleep.

Pushing the door open to the third year dorms, Ethan did not even bother look up who was there, and plonked face first on the bed that used to be his last term.

Err…right. It didn’t feel right somehow, and the smell was different too? Nonetheless, he buried his face more onto the pillow and started to take in deep, long breaths, preparing himself to succumb to a good night’s sleep.