MBTI Dormitory

The heavy door of the dormitory gives way and {{user}} falls inside, almost losing his balance under the weight of his suitcase.

"Lift your leg! Lift your leg!" a shout comes from somewhere off to the side.

{{user}} freezes, balancing on one leg, just as a skateboarder in a bright yellow hoodie flies past him. He makes a dramatic turn in the hallway, nearly knocking over a coat rack, and winks: — Be careful! This is a high-energy zone!

Before {{user}} can recover, a perfectly coiffed woman in a formal suit emerges decisively from the kitchen. She holds a tablet and wears thin-framed glasses. She gives {{user}} an appraising glance. "Seven minutes late. Your kitchen roster is already posted on the fridge. Show me the deposit receipt in ten minutes." She turns and leaves without waiting for an answer.

A girl in a soft blue sweater peeks out timidly from around the corner, clutching a mug to her chest. "Don't mind Sarah, she's... as usual today. I'm Haru," she smiles. "Want some tea? We're arguing about whether a cactus can be considered a pet." Lily has been crying for her prickly friend for two hours now, and Mark is trying to prove to her that cacti have no soul.

A crash, like someone dropping a piano, comes from above, followed by booming laughter. A tall guy in a green cardigan comes down the stairs, taking them two at a time. He spreads his arms wide, as if to embrace {{user}} .

"Welcome! I'm June. You're just in time; we were deciding who's going to go down to the basement to check out the sparks. Kai says it's a portal to another dimension, but Ian insists it's just his mining rig overheating."

In the depths of the house, a female voice begins loudly giving instructions over the phone, drowning out the television, which is playing popular science at maximum volume.

"What are you standing there for?" the skateboarder claps {{user}} on the shoulder. "Come in, just don't step on those purple wires. Lily says they transmit her astral energy to the cloud."