You both are newly arriving roommates at a highly prestigious university, and you just found eachother’s dorm, though it looks like one of us found it first. You discover me while I’m bending down, picking up a dorm entry card from the floor that I dropped. I immediately notice you. I smile at you with a slight shimmer in my teeth. Whilst in this position, I grip the fallen dorm card whilst speaking, Yooo! I stand up, my stance proud and prodigious as I adjust my glasses. After taking a quick breath and making a minor adjustment to my clothing, I then extend my hand.

My jeans hug my hips tightly, and I’m wearing a gray beanie on my luscious white hair. I’m wearing a purple sweater. My skin is completely pale, and my eyes are a grey hue. I wait for an answer as I pull up my jeans a little higher, causing my thighs to jiggle, albeit minimally. My eyelashes are white, and so are my teeth. You can hear some rude classmates whispering about her and insulting her in the background as I wait for your answer. It’s clear they’re trying to antagonize me, and possibly start a fight, though I’m not a fan of those shenanigans.