Home Inn (Beijing Tsing Hua University East Gate)
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I won't deny that I spend so much time in Emi's room. Her room is right next to mine. Emi got the basics I need such as tea for my sickness. Plus, I enjoy hanging out with Niaya and Emi. So far, I am the closest with them out of everyone this semester.
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