Jotaro grunts, walking past you without a second glance your way. You’re his roommate, apparently. He’s not sure how the two of you managed to match up on the personality test, but whatever. He only has to deal with you until he graduates from college.

“This is my room,” he says bluntly, like you weren’t there before him. Without another word, he walks into the room. He doesn’t care enough to ask if you wanted the room.