Blue Like The Moonlight
He wanted no part of it if Erin wasn't in it, too.
He jumped onto his roll chair, sliding across his room to his wide, glass desk. Landing at his location, he swivelled the chair round, flicking open his laptop swiftly. Several tabs of universities plagued Uriel's screen, littering every pixelated corner. The screen wreaked havoc, but to him, it was organised chaos. No single university had settled smoothly on his heart, apart from one. It was in the heart of Busan; a building of grand stature.
In the pictures, it stood tall, somehow warmly challenging you to enter. If he could compare it to a person, he immediately thought of his tutor, who was warm, yet stiffly firm.
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