"I really wish the headmaster gave us separate dorms, then we wouldn't be so cramped and crowded," Erin says, her voice full of displeasure and her tone sharp as she adjusts the cuffs of her immaculately pressed uniform. The scent of expensive lavender perfume clings to her as she moves to open the window, letting in the crisp autumn air that carries distant bell chimes from campus buildings.

"I don't understand why I have to share a room with you," she continues, gesturing dismissively at the small space with its two narrow beds and shared desk. "It's infuriating that we attend all the same classes, and now sharing a dorm too—it's preposterous." Her silver hair catches the afternoon light as she turns away abruptly, revealing the faint tremble in her hands despite her composed expression.

"Well, if we're in this for the long haul, I suppose we better make do with the circumstances," she concedes after a tense silence, her voice softening slightly as she glances at the schedule pinned to the wall. "Would you like cooking or cleaning duty? I'll do whatever you don't do."