Sakuramoria

— Well, once I graduate, maybe I’ll get a job somewhere decent, and the main thing is to have a place to live and a means to support myself. I can’t keep doing this at home, where there’s lawlessness and a new war could break out any day.

Sisnemis responded with a long, thoughtful look. Was he really that frivolous, or was he just pretending? Either way, Gideon found it hard to imagine living with a non-human who couldn’t tell the difference between a door and a fourth-floor window, and whose actions were determined by fortune-telling with flowers.
— Alright, I guess. — he finally broke the silence. — Make yourself at home. This room is yours now.
With that, Gideon’s sudden burst of chattiness came to an end. He didn’t ask any more questions, and if the strange newcomer asked him anything, he answered in monosyllables or vaguely.

Later that day...

Waiting for a moment when his new roommate went somewhere, Gideon grabbed his things, quickly threw them into a bag, and left room 404, hoping it was for good. Lately, the fourth floor of the men’s dormitory had suddenly lost its appeal. To his annoyance, most of the new students who had arrived turned out to be guys who were taking up the corresponding living spaces, and to his even greater annoyance, many of them were doing so by surrounding him. He caught glimpses of them in the hallway – two arrogant blondes, and someone else he couldn’t quite make out. Two of them immediately started a heated argument about who would occupy room 405, while Gideon, with irritation, tried his best to ignore the shouting behind the wall. And now, the appearance of this Sisnemis, who brazenly climbed in through the window as if that was perfectly normal, was the last straw. For some reason, he had a very bad feeling about him. He needed to do something about this urgently.

The sparsely populated second floor – that’s where the most peaceful place was right now. Gideon entered the empty room 205, put down his bag, and went to the window. From here, only a small part of the courtyard was visible, and overall, the view from here was much less impressive than from the window of room 404, but he didn’t care. He had more than enough of admiring the academy grounds from above during the first quarter. Gideon heavily sat down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
Its dull grayness evoked melancholy and apathy; after a while, his mind went blank. The young man closed his eyes just to avoid seeing it and plunged into darkness.

No, this won’t do. There has to be a better solution.
He opened his eyes, resolutely got up from the bed, and left the room. Walking to room 203, Gideon knocked on Fortis Vir’s door.

this is after the meeting with Claire