The university I am in is a place where anyone who comes to the exam will regret it. Its name is beautiful. I only realized it was such a mess when I came here. In the second year of college, I moved out of the student dormitory of eight people and rented a house with three bedrooms and one living room. The landlord said that one of them had been rented out. It was a student couple. We discussed the water and electricity bills. But when I moved things in, the room was locked. Maybe I went to class and I packed the room and went back to school to get some of the remaining bits and pieces. It was already evening when I came back.