In my dormitory, 1 room had to be shared with, more or less, 10 people.
It was always so crowded and noisy there.
It was too hard to focuss type a story' or doing any of my duty there.
Because of that, I used my room to only keep my daily necessary that mostly books and my clothes and only available there when I need to take something.
I spent most of my time in a hall at 3th floor.
Yeah, aside from praying and doing daily necessary, I would be guaranteed to be found in the exact same corner of the hall all times.
Was I lonely?
Nah...
Some random people would always come to be to disturb my peac-
uhum, correction, I meant, a random people would always came and accompanied me.
They were mostly start a random chit chat only for a short moment then leave,
Some of them quietly sit near me and playing their phone.
A few just want to be effected by my
[ serious mode aura ] in doing my task while they would do theirs.
Well...
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To be honest, it didn't matter.
I just hate when they were coming and leaving more burden to me.
Example?
Just now, a junior came and sitting in the same table as mine.
He want to do his homwork.
At some time, he would asked my tissue to wipe his sweat and this had been done repeatly
I was fine with that.
Minutes passed, My awareness had just come because I need to rest my hot tired eyes.
I didn't aware when he was gone because I was to arbsorbed in my papers at that time.
So, let's say that he had dissapeared while leaving a burden named
[ Used Tissues ] which was full of his sweat.
Haaahh...
I took a picture of that trash and sent it to him.
Let's give him an extra lecture later.
I was sure that he never been sweared by a silent monk
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