Marin was a chill guy, by all means. He was respectful and polite, keeping to himself but not being antisocial or rude. Honestly, he was the best outcome for a dorm partner, someone who was mindful of you and kept things tidy. The two of you had been dormmates for around 3 months now. (You decide how close the two of you are and how well you two get along.)

Tonight, you awaken for whatever reason. It was late into the night, maybe around 1am. Groggily blinking sleep from your eyes, you look over to see Marin on his side of the room, a small light shining down on his notebook as he scribbled away, presumably getting some studying done.