"This is as far as I can take you," Vesper turned towards a door inside the academy. They had already gone inside the dormitory department, getting many deadly glares; however, Sylric ignored them completely, and so did Vesper.
He opened the door with a swipe of his hands and muttered clearly, "You will find everything else you need inside." Sylric just glanced into the room, but it already looked mesmerising, just like it was in the arts he had seen.
"I will see you tomorrow. Classes have already begun, so you are a new student. Do make some friends for your sake," he patted him on the back and then rushed down the hallway, like he had something urgent to do.
'That man is probably going to cause him a headache—'
However, he suddenly stopped and yelled back to Sylric, "Your roommate is out on an assignment! He will be back shortly!" Then he continued, like it was the most normal thing in the world.
'My what…' Sylric was flabbergasted as he stepped inside, and the door closed behind him.
The inside seemed pretty modern despite the age they were in. Despite the academy's ginormous reputation, the rooms were actually quite lackluster.
Two red beds were facing each other on both ends of the rooms. Each bed had one bookshelf next to it and a table with a desk. Next to each table was a black wardrobe. Under each table was a trash can.
And in front of the door was a gigantic window which was facing the academy training ground. Sylric walked forward, slow and deliberate steps, as he measured up each corner of the room.
On each side of the room were doors, possibly bathrooms.
One of the beds already looked messy, not to mention the wardrobe.
'Basically left and right side,' he analysed the right side, which apparently belonged to his mysterious roommate whom he had no idea who it was.
'It's definitely a dude…' He saw dirty socks scattered next to the bed, which definitely did not belong to any girl at all…it nearly had the drawn green aura around it, with flies floating just like in cartoons.
'At least clean up, damn it,' he walked to his own wardrobe and pushed it open. Inside were the academy uniforms, which he had seen in many arts multiple times before.
He took one pair out. It was simple but effective.
A white shirt with a black vest and black tie. The fabric brushed against his fingers, and it felt pretty damned soft.
The tie itself had a red design of a star on it. The other part was a simple black jacket.
'Pretty cool to finally see it in person,' he thought. After years of reading, he finally was able to wear the uniform and be a part of his favourite book.
The black jeans didn't have anything special to them.
'Hm?' He looked down. At the bottom inside the wardrobe, there were multiple shoes lined up…of the same pair, though, with black socks inside them.
He took his clothes off one by one and grabbed the clothes he had just taken out of the wardrobe.
'Let's take a bath, I guess,' he walked towards the door on his side and pushed it open slowly. Inside was just a regular shower, a sink, and a toilet, and a mirror with a black towel hanging on the wall.
Nothing else. It seemed kind of depressing, to be honest.
'Pretty bad, but better than nothing,' he sighed as he shut the door and started showering slowly after.
His dirty body had become crystal clear, so did his hair and every part of his body.
After drying himself off, he dressed up slowly, putting the shirt on.
He started aligning the tie, trying to make it perfect.
'How do I tie a tie?' he struggled, but after some time, managed to make a not-so-bad tie.
Then came the vest and the jacket, and the pants, socks, and shoes came last.
Looking in the mirror, he looked like a completely different person, like he had come from a noble family.
His black hair was neat and parted in the middle, highlighting his dark black eyes.
'Oh wow,' even Sylric himself was surprised. He didn't expect this much of a drastic change, but it was whatever.
As he was about to walk out of the bathroom, a red panel popped up in front of him…then slowly multiple started flashing in front of him, almost like a nuke was about to happen, which made his heart drop.
'What?' After reading the panels, his heart nearly stopped.
[Protagonist distance from host: 30m]
And slowly it started decreasing with each passing second.
'No, no, no…' Sylric already knew what would happen; it was just his luck.
[Protagonist distance from host: 20m]
[Protagonist distance from host: 10m]
After that, he heard the door of the room open, and he was still in the bathroom.
[Protagonist distance from host: 5m]
'I'm fucked,' he already knew the protagonist was outside in the room…he heard him whistle around as he seemed to be packing something down.
He would be meeting the protagonist of his favourite novel for the first time; he didn't know if he should be excited, embarrassed, or angry, or what to even say or do.
'Keep calm and collected,' he repeated that a couple of times, then took a deep breath to calm himself and opened the bathroom door.
"Hm?" The boy instantly turned towards the noise as he noticed Sylric walk out.
'Of course…' Sylric looked at the surprised boy up and down; his red hair was tied up behind him, his eyes shining as if he had seen a new treasure in front of him.
They were wearing the same uniform, but his was already ripped and dirty, probably from the mission he just came back from; however, he had that single beam of light shining on his face from the window, just like a protagonist would get highlighted.
'Looks just like in the official art,' he took slow steps forward, already knowing what would happen next.
"You must be my new roommate!" The boy yelled and dropped a bag from his hand and walked towards him.