Settling In
The dorms of Ravenwood International aren’t just living spaces… they’re a statement.
Each suite is designed to fit the world-class prodigies who call them home.
Warm wood tones, soft golden lighting, a mix of modern Thai décor and minimalist luxury. A display wall cycles through holograms of her past volleyball matches and trophies.
Kanya Sutham
(dropping her duffel on the sofa)
Kanya Sutham
Finally… my own space.
Kanya Sutham
(flops onto the couch, stretching)
Kanya Sutham
Guess I’ll need to keep it spotless—wouldn’t want certain people thinking I’m messy.
(Her phone buzzes with congratulatory texts from old teammates. Aya smiles, but the moment fades as she glances out at the city skyline.)
Kanya Sutham
This isn’t home anymore. Time to prove myself here.
Sharp, sleek lines. Black marble counters, glass partitions, and a large desk stacked with neatly arranged notebooks. A wall-sized screen scrolls through financial news and international sports highlights.
Liang Yue
(adjusting his tie in the mirror)
Liang Yue
Efficient. Clean. Perfect.
Liang Yue
(he sets down a family photo, his expression softens slightly)
(His phone buzzes. A message from his father: “Win. No excuses.” His jaw tightens.)
A fusion of high-tech and trendy Seoul flair—LED mood lighting, luxury sneakers lined up perfectly, a gaming console hooked to a massive screen. Posters of legendary badminton players frame the walls.
Seo Rin
(grinning, tossing himself onto his bed)
Seo Rin
Now this is living.
Seo Rin
(flicks on the console, smirking)
Seo Rin
Wonder how long it’ll take before I crush the others on AND off the court.
(He snaps a quick selfie, sending it to his sister back home: “Look at my new palace.”)
Soft whites and pastel accents, bookshelves already half-filled, a traditional Chinese painting hanging above the desk. The air feels calm and studious.
Lin Yuehua
(running her hand along the desk)
Lin Yuehua
It feels too… quiet.
(she unpacks carefully, lining up her fountain pens and notebooks)
Lin Yuehua
But maybe quiet is good.
Lin Yuehua
(glances at the door, muttering)
Lin Yuehua
Especially with those neighbors around.
Shared Corridor – Evening
The four step out almost at the same time, trash bags and unpacked boxes in hand. They pause, awkwardly meeting eyes in the glowing neon-lit hallway.
Seo Rin
What’s this? Fate? Or just bad timing?
Kanya Sutham
(rolling her eyes)
Kanya Sutham
Or maybe we’re just neighbors, genius.
Liang Yue
(coolly, locking his door)
Liang Yue
Doesn’t matter. Just stay out of my way.
Lin Yuehua
(quietly, but firm)
Lin Yuehua
Maybe all of you should focus on surviving the tournament instead of each other.
(They pass each other in silence, tension crackling like static. The corridor lights flicker slightly, reflecting the unease.)
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