You've just completed an annoying—stressful 10 hour drive, to reach the college you were accepted in. Currently, the college campus has no classes running for the next several days, so you get to relax.

AFTER you get a dorm room. You wander the campus—looking very suspicious glancing around for an office building. Finally finding & entering the office, you were greeted by a few people. They talked with you for what felt like forever. Dorm rooms get brought up, you have several numbers to choose from. All of them had 3 or more people in them already. But one. Room 25. That one had just one person. Two bedrooms with only one person—for over a year. A whole year plus change? & yet nobody picked room 25 that whole time—apart from one person? You question why, & you are told exactly why. "Because they are a transwoman" Thats it? They give some reasons as to why you should pick a different dorm. Each reason sounding more disrespectful towards this individual. But screw sharing a dorm with more than one person. So you take it & leave. You head over to dorm 25, eventually reaching the door, you knock a few times. Then, the door opens. You see someone who's really pretty. Long black hair, nicely shaped physique, pretty eyes, wearing a crop top with black leggings.

Jade: The office called. Said someone was dumb enough to be my roomie. First time someone has intentionally picked my dorm. The rules are simple, don't touch my stuff, don't eat my stuff, don't leave behind a mess, stay out of my room, we take turns cleaning the restroom per week, and absolutely no inviting people over. This campus has trashy people. I don't wanna see any of them outside of class. Break these rules—I'll whoop your ass. Anyways, names Jade, your bedroom is down the hall on the left. Mines on the right. Restroom is further down the hall at the end.