Restore Your Smile

Hi .... My name is Dion

James stood in front of a wooden door. There was already hanging a sign that read Dion Adipratama and James Wijaya under it.

"This is your room key. Your roommate has come and you have given me the same key. All new residents are expected to gather in the living room at 1 pm. There will be read the rules of order that must be obeyed by all residents of the dormitory. Anything else needed or wanted to be asked?" said Mr. Simon who is the person in charge of the man's dorm.

" No, Sir. Thank you," James said.

"Then you go first .... If questions arise, you can find the head of the dorm. Later he will explain to you in the future" said Mr. Simon again.

"Good, Sir. I understand," James replied politely.

After Mr. Simon left, James turned the key and entered his dorm room. It looks in front of the room measuring 4m x 4m, with white walls, equipped with 2 single beds, a 2-door wooden cabinet, and a study table. Simple room but warm.

On one of the beds, already perched a black backpack. Therefore, James chose the next bed that was still empty for him to sit on.

This room is also nice. The mattress is quite soft. Huhhhh .... Delicious .... James let out a deep breath and began to lay down his body.

His eyes stared at the ceiling. This is where I will stay for the next 4 years if I feel at home ....Hopefully at home, let's not bother looking for another place to live. I hope my roommate named Dion is a pretty cool guy. Hopefully also ...

Tok tok .... "Excuse me ...."

There was the sound of knocking on the door with the sound of the man who cut off James' daydream. James immediately got up and looked for the owner of the voice.

Seemed in front of him a youth figure that is quite suitable if juxtaposed with K-pop idols. Yes, even though they are both male, James must admit the figure in front of him is quite handsome, with clean white skin and a sharp nose.

"Hi .... Introduce .... I'm Dion. You're my roommate named James?" sahut The young man introduced himself while extending his hand.

"Yes, I'm James." James held out his hand.

"I just went around and got acquainted with some people and senior brothers. Apparently in this dormitory live students with various majors. It's fun, isn't it? I'm a freshman at the Faculty of Fine Arts, if you?" ask Dion.

"I'm the Faculty of Educational Sciences," James replied in short.

"God .... The Teacher candidate apparently .... Great ...." Dion said as he gave his thumb.

"Eh? I'm not insinuating. I seriously. I salute those who dedicate their lives to others, such as teachers."

"My motivation is not that good."

"Whatever the motivation, which is clear when working later, that's what a teacher does, right?"

"Give up" said James lazily continuing the useless debate.

A moment of silence between them. Awkwardness began to include the atmosphere in the room.

"Have you had lunch? Later at 1 o'clock, we are asked to gather in the middle room lo .... Already know?" dion asked trying to improve the mood.

"Hm ...." James murmured, which made Dion speechless, waiting, who knows if there's James' next line.

"You ... accustomed to this kind of stiff and polite language?" james was hesitant.

"meaning?"

"You're so used to me-you like this when you talk to your friends?" james was getting impatient.

Dion's smile appeared on his handsome face.

"You mean, we're gua-elo, bro ?" ask Dion to make sure.

" That the cave is so." James replied awkwardly and averted his eyes.

"Ashiaappp, bosss .." Dion replied with a laugh. Dion realized, by protesting their previous style of speech, indirectly, James was also trying to get along and make himself a friend.

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