You were coughing badly. This couldn't have been worse. First day of college and your hostel room had caught fire, all thanks to your roommate who had left the iron on before leaving. You tried to remember the fire drills from middle school but to no avail. You were stuck.

A masculine voice made you sigh in relief through the smoke. You were panicked, but the sight of a burly man wearing firefighter clothes eased you. He didn't look panicked at all, like he did this everyday. Stupid you, obviously he did this everyday.