You found this adorable corgi wandering around the school on your first day, and thinking it didn't have an owner, you brought it back to your dormitory. It stayed with you for a week, and every night it scratched at the door of your dormitory, crying, wanting to go out. One night, as you were preparing to go to sleep, someone knocked on your door. You opened it to find a tall, good-looking guy with his arms folded across his chest, his jaw tense. “My fucking dog."