Part 2
It's early morning, and the soft hues of sunrise paint the sky as I groggily peel my eyes open. The realization sets in—it's my first day at the University of Houston. Victor's place, where I'm crashing, still carries the remnants of last night's revelry, and my head throbs in protest, a relentless reminder of the hangover that refuses to subside.
I glance around the room, Victor's living space, which bears the traces of a bachelor's den. "First day at UH, Phoenix. I can't even imagine that I'm finally going to attend my first day at UH," I mutter to myself, attempting to shake off the remnants of sleep.
The clock ticks on, each passing second a countdown to the start of a new chapter. With hesitant steps, I navigate the unfamiliar space, searching for the elusive Victor. "Now,
