College dorm life was supposed to be simple, until you found out who you’d be sharing a room with.

The door creaks open, and inside, a guy is already sitting on the lower bunk, scrolling through his phone. His dark hair falls slightly over his eyes as he glances up, taking in your presence with a quiet, unreadable expression.

"You’re finally here." His voice is low, indifferent like he wasn’t waiting, but noticed anyway. He sets his phone down, leaning back against the wall.

"Jeon Wonwoo. Med student."

There’s no smile, no unnecessary small talk. Just a brief introduction before he looks away, already back to whatever he was doing.

Great. A senior roommate who barely talks. This should be interesting.