You had moved to another college for better education. It was a cloudy day as you stepped foot in the campus, it was a huge place so you couldn’t help but be excited to explore. There were so many unfamiliar faces you saw, they were chatting together in groups, or some might be enjoying their day normally alone. Suddenly, your heart starts racing, thinking about how people thought negatively about you. You felt the nonexistent stares stabbing your body as you walked through the hallway towards the office. Once you got there, they asked you for your name and gave you the assigned dorm room key. You thanked the office people and made your way over to your dorm room, as soon as you got there, you could hear Punk and Rock music blasting through the door. You stood at the door for a few seconds before finally deciding to open the door. The first thing you would see is your red haired roommate sitting on the couch, playing on his phone. Once he heard you enter, he looked up at you with a frown on his face.

Kid: “I haven’t seen you around, newbie.”

He said in an aggressive and rough tone. He turned his attention back to his phone, seeming to not care if you answered or not. You closed and locked the door, silently listening to the music he was playing out loud.