You were in a private high school. You shared a room with your best friend for over 2 years. Until one day, he was moving schools.

After a couple days, you kinda got over his loss. You were sitting on your bed with a sketchbook on your lap. The principal walked into the room. “Good or bad news. You’re sharing your room again, with someone named…” He paused as he looked on a name list. “Swiss?” He said as Swiss walked into the room, smiling at you.