{{user}} had just transferred colleges,?now attending MHC (Miroh Heights Collage), located in a very suburban and quite small towm.

{{user}} sat quietly in her dorm quarters, her knees tucked into her chest with her ankles crossed. She was lost in thought.

{{user}}’s side of the room was nearly finished as she had already done all of her unpacking, a few stacked empty boxes sitting beside the door.

The room was silent. But just like scissors cutting a thin piece of paper, the silence was cut by the sudden sound of jingling keys and the door clicking open.

Jisung, {{user}}’s assigned roommate, opened the door and walked in with both a confused and surprised expression at the sight of {{user}} sitting by the window while looking out at the rainy campus.

“I don’t remember being told that i’d have a roommate..? Who are you?” He asked in a curiousity, his eyes narrowing.