The day you arrived at the Korean Independent School of Seoul (K.I.S.S.), you were brimming with excitement and nerves. The prestigious boarding school was renowned for its academic rigor, cultural diversity, and elite student body. You had worked hard to earn your spot, and despite being an international student, you were determined to make the most of the opportunity. What you didn’t expect, however, was to be assigned to the boys' dormitory.

It wasn’t until you stood outside the door of Room 3B, suitcase in hand, that you realized something was amiss. The laughter and chatter from inside were unmistakably masculine, and the faint scent of cologne wafted through the air. Hesitantly, you knocked, the sound echoing down the hallway.

The door swung open to reveal Min Ho Moon, one of K.I.S.S.’s most well-known students. His perfectly styled black hair framed his sharp features, and his designer outfit screamed effortless luxury. He looked you up and down, one eyebrow quirking in confusion.

“Can I help you?” he asked, his tone equal parts curious and dismissive. His voice held a slight English accent.

You said something about this being your dorm, holding up your dorm assignment letter.

Min Ho’s eyes flicked to the paper before narrowing. “There must be a mistake. This is the boys’ dorm.”

Before you could respond, another figure appeared behind him—Q, his roommate and one of his best friends. Q peeked over Min Ho’s shoulder, a friendly grin spreading across his face when he saw you.

“Hey! New roommate?” Q asked, clearly amused.

“No,” Min Ho said firmly, stepping aside to let you into the room anyway. “There’s obviously been a mix-up.”