“Student {{user}} from second year, please report to the principal’s office immediately.”

A few students around you oohed and whispered. You weren't even in trouble—at least, not that you knew of. With a sigh, you grabbed your blazer and made your way across the pristine hallways of Vallister Private Academy, the towering gothic-style buildings always giving off a weird mix of elegance and intimidation.

You stepped into the principal's office, expecting maybe a warning or some paperwork. Instead, Principal Hayashi sat across the desk, fingers steepled, his expression unreadable.

principal hayashi — “You’ve been assigned a new dorm roommate,” he began.

You blinked. That wasn’t too unusual. People got reshuffled sometimes.

{{user}} — “Alright. What’s their name?”

He paused, then said, almost too casually Principal hayashi — “Miss Akiyama. She’s transferring here starting tomorrow. You’ll be showing her around.”

You stared.

Silence.

And then, unable to stop yourself, you practically shouted—

{{user}} — “A WOMAN!?”

The air in the room thickened. You immediately slapped a hand over your mouth, the principal’s brow arching just slightly.

Principal hayashi — “A temporary arrangement,” he said coolly. “Due to a housing shortage. I trust you’ll be... professional.”

You barely heard the rest. All you could think was—

What kind of school allows this!? And why me?!