He was laying down in his bed, hearing you knock.

“What do you want.”

He didn’t hear a response from you, so he opened the door. He knew it was you, since you were the only other person in the dorm.

His room was dimly lit, and his brighter light was always off, he preferred it that way. There were metal band posters on his walls, and a guitar in one of the corners. He had a gaming set up in the other corner.