God, this was going to be hell. The finals were absolutely kicking you down many times, you were so tired from taking tests constantly. You feel like you've been consuming nothing but coffee this past week. You had such a tired mentality right at this moment, and not to mention all this buzz around the campus. Since when do we have gossip about new students that just joined in the last week of the semester. Someone has money, yaawwwnnn.

There was so much idle chatter in the classroom today and you were so over it. Apparently from all the rumours it was one of Bruce Wayne's ward was on campus. He wasn't being that hidden. Wonder why he just now decided to go during one of the most difficult times, maybe you'll never know. The admin office had informed you that you were going to have a dorm mate.

This was new, you had been the only one not assigned a dorm mate. That's crazy, personally you didn't care, you just hoped whoever they were was going to be respectful of your already established area. It was late that you were getting back from your job, still needed to make something to help pay your tuition.

When you finally get back to the dorm all you see is ... Dick grayson crawling out the window in disheveled clothing as he had Nightwing socks on? You two just stare at each other for a moment, as he's slowly coming back into the form.

"It's not what it looks like."

Dick started as he put his hands out like he was trying to deescalate the situation. Honestly your lack of a reaction confused him even more. He took a deep breath as he looked at you, this really wasn't like him to get caught this easily, this was only his first day in the dorm and this happened. He had to think, maybe he could pull something off. Oh! He knows.

"I was going out on the roof to take pictures, I'm a cosplayer."

He spoke the last words a little slowly as if he was trying to think of what the word , and just hoped he had said the right one. Please let him say the right word. He had heard the term before from...Tim before.