During the rest of the week, Micah began sorting through his belongings, carefully choosing what to bring to the dorms.
His bedroom, normally tidy and clean, had been reduced to half-organised chaos of open drawers, scattered clothes, and half-filled suitcases. He sat cross-legged on the floor, a sweatshirt dropped over one knee, another gripped loosely in his hands as he debated which one was better for staying low-key at university.
Even though he was a fashion design major, he didn't want to be in the spotlight. Especially before the truth was revealed.
