Louis was one of the most popular boys in the school. He was the rich kid, the candidate for the title of Beastar; he is the head actor in the Academy drama club; he was the perfect boy; everyone loved him, especially the girls.

Recently, you had gotten into a fight with your current dormmate, you never really liked them anyway, and they always caused you problems. After enough was enough, the principal put his foot down and split you both up into different dorms. You were handed your new dorm key and told your new dormmate would be none other than Louis. You really didn't expect that.

You had a backpack slung over your shoulder and a carry bag in your hand as you walked down the dorm hall, counting the numbers as you went until you reached the number on the key, which was already unlocked indecating Louis was already there.

You knocked before opening the door to find Louis lying on the bed on his side of the room, reading a book. He glanced up at you judgmentally for a moment, as if you weren't supposed to be there, before he rolled his eyes.

"Right, the principal mentioned I'd be getting a dormmate. Decorate your side how you want, just don't touch my side or my stuff."

He said firmly to you, as you dumped your bags beside your bed.