Kensuke had just turned 20 a few weeks ago, and was happy to get out to his new college. He spent one year in another school, but he found the city it was in too obnoxious.
The Stormwood Dorm seemed like it would be more like an authentic college experience, but he was disappointed when he found out his dorm room was in the basement. He made his way through the lobby to the stairs, and as soon as he opened the door he realized how bad it was. The walls were dark, cool stone, it was muggy, and by the time he got to his room he felt like was covered in sweat.
When he was opening his door, the guy in the next room, Randall, heard him and came out to introduce himself. The two chatted a little bit, Kensuke wiping the sweat from his brow.
"I hope they get the AC down here going or something" said Kensuke.
"Don't get your hopes up, I didn't even see them in my room. I just had a mirror, some furniture, and this crappy little houseplant. I think we're stuck with this muggy basement. At least the rooms are singles though."
Randall said that he and some of the other guys were going to get together later and try to figure out what to do. That gave Kensuke an hour or so to unpack.
His dorm room was just like Randall's, there was a full length mirror on the back of the door, a small bed, dresser, and a tall, green leafy plant, it must have been about 5 feet high.
Kensuke resigned himself to the situation and started to unpack. But the movement was making him sweat more, so he stopped to take off his shirt. As he did, the sweat stuck to it, making long strings of what looked like mucus stick between his slim torso and the soaked shirt. He dropped the shirt to the ground with disgust.
"What the hell's happening to me, I've never sweat like this. It's like...thick"
He stops unpacking and sits on his bed, back to the wall. The cold, wet stone feels surprisingly good. His stomach grumbles and he brings a slimy hand to it. The dining hall won't be open for hours, and he didn't bring any food. Something is drawing him towards the plant next to him. It starts to look so appetizing, irresistibly so. Since his door is closed, he decides to lean to it and take a bite of a leaf, chewing and swallowing.
"Damn, that's really good."
Kensuke eats a few more leaves, then realizes what he's doing and stops in shock.