[Room 103, where's that? Tch, that old man. His stuffed bag swung nonchalantly over his shoulder, Ken strolls through the building on the way to his assigned dormitory room. Thanks to the help of a plant layout he figures that a room like 103 has got to be in the first floor. At least I don't have a too long way to go to the exit. His lips softly ( Read more... )