Noah’s POVMonths had passed , here I was chasing the dream I’d buried for far too long. I had always wanted to be a doctor. My father, of course, had other plans that kept me away from lecture halls and stethoscopes. But now I was here, finally. The heavy wooden doors of the School of Medicine creaked as I stepped inside, the scent of old books and antiseptic lingering in the air. This building housed more than just medicine, yet my path was clear: I belonged on this side.I approached the receptionist desk, nerves twisting in my stomach. The woman behind it offered a warm smile.“You’re welcome,” she said softly. “You must be Noah Carter, right?”I nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”Her expression shifted to one of mild regret. “I’m sorry, but your assigned room has already been taken. There was a mix-up with the late enrollments.”I sighed, shoulders slumping. Great. First day and already off to a chaotic start.“But don’t worry,” she added quickly, tapping at her keyboard. “I’ve been reaching
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