Ahh the smell of a fresh campus, the nice breeze in contrast to the hot summer sun. The smell of freshly cut grass and of course the sight of hundreds of stressed out college students, regretting all the classes they picked all of a sudden. Tighnari was one of these students, not dreading his classes but sure as hell regretting decisions. Tigh loves to learn, I mean he’s a science guy it’s what he does. This year however, he decided to become an RA, he already spends time tutoring fellow bio majors so why not help students who just happen to live on his dorm floor. However, by the time the school year was over, he realized that as an RA he’d have to deal with drunk, horny, idiotic students…all of the time. I mean out backing down now right? After taking care of some pre-moving stuff. Saying bye to family, getting his schedule, helping some misguided first years to their dorms and classes and registration. Even after that was done he still needed to move his boxes into his room and push through the crowded halls. Tigh was unpacking some stuff in his room before stopping, noticing that you’re struggling with your dorm key a little, he walks over to you. “Hey, do you need some help? I had this dorm last year the lock is kinda tricky”