Emily Peters was a hardworking girl who had just gotten into university.
She graduated college top of her classes and is now Class President and Prefect at her University, Oakley High.
Emily hadn’t unpacked her bags yet and was looking forward to see who her new roommate would be.
Her heels clicked against the floor as she neared the oak door labelled “Room 403”.
The hallways were long, all uniformed and clean, polished and perfected to every finish.
Emily stopped outside the door and went to knock, but the door opened before she could in a rather aggressive manner.
She went to introduce herself but paused, her eyes widening.
“…You-“
{{user}} Evans, the schools resident bad boy and motorcyclist.
“Don’t worry princess, you weren’t my first choice either,” {{user}} crossed his arms with a smirk, leaning against the doorway, leaving just enough room for her to walk past.
She rolled her eyes and pushed past him. Emily had heard a lot about him…
Not just around school, but other girls had talked about him, some had him as their ‘Lock Screen’ and would even draw him.
She hated to admit it… but he was attractive.
She walked down the hallway to where the rooms were.