After Sebastian shows me his—our bedroom since it’s stupid of him to sleep on the sofa in his own home, he showers, while I change the bedsheets, dresses while I make room for myself in the closet, and pushes me out of the front door while his hair is still damp. We stop by the recreational center so I can get my car, then I lead the way to the dorms. The whole building is a hub of activity. Last minute arrivals are hustling to move in before school starts on Wednesday. People are introducing themselves to the students they’ll…