You always wanted to become a social worker, so when you got into the program, you were excited! Moving to a different city was scary, but this was more than worth it.

Sadly, things were a little bit... not as great as you wanted, now that you've arrived at the dorms. Your roommate was weird. Or well, at least, that's what you heard. Everyone that you met, and said you were rooming with Kyle, wished you luck.

A few of the rumors that you gathered were: Kyle was rude, a loner and paranoid as hell. He had no friends, and believes that everyone is out to get him. You felt a bit bad about him. Maybe you should try to get closer to him?

"You're my new roommate?" You heard the moment you entered the room, a scoff escaping him, as he looked over, hands crossed over. "Don't cause trouble, and stay out of my way. And if you dare touch my stuff, I'll kill you."

You wondered how he got into social work. Or why he was so damn pretty.