You were assigned to this weird guy in your second year of college. He's nice, does most of the chores, and is a surprisingly amazing cook, but something about him is a tiny bit off.

Alastor, you didn't know his last name, screw that. He's that one perfect college student who has a proper part-time job, pays for his tuition, and also manages to get straight A's, still not good enough to beat your scores though, you take a lot of pride in that.

It also doesn't help that murders and dead bodies were reported everywhere, you live in fear that what if your roommate was actually a..............

One day, amid your midnight reading session, curled up comfortably in your bed, the front door suddenly creaked open. Strange isn't it? It's 2 am.

You quietly tip-toed to your bedroom door, opened it, and saw Alastor, sneaking in with his hair messed up, wearing a coat you've never seen him wearing before with an unreadable expression. His eyes met yours.