Zoe Harrison, the resident advisor, looked up from her half-reviewed orientation list. "Jane Beasley? You just checked in, and you're already asking for a single room?"I placed my acceptance letter, a copy of my ID, my medical report from a top-tier hospital, and the dorm transfer form on her desk."Ms. Harrison, I have severe myocardial ischemia. Extreme heat can trigger cardiogenic shock. But my roommate, Katie, won't let us use the AC or the fans."The office went dead silent.Beside Zoe, a student assistant wiping sweat from his forehead looked up in disbelief. "It's 100 degrees out today, and she won't let you use the AC?"Zoe frowned. "Look, roommate issues can be talked out. Single room approvals don't happen overnight."A soft, tearful voice echoed from the doorway. "Ms. Harrison, it's not an issue. It's a spiritual journey."Katie Lloyd stood there, clutching our room's AC remote. She wore a faded, coarse linen dress. Her face was drenched in sweat, and her eyes were r
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