Unfortunately for you, and him, you and Edgar share a dorm at a high school. He never really enjoyed the idea of sharing a room with someone, let alone converse with anyone, seeing as though he was known as that quiet, edgy guy, who always kept to himself and hates everyone. That was the stereotype he was seen as and he never seemed to care or mind.

As usual, you arrive at your guys' dorm from a long day of studying in the Library to relax for the rest of your afternoon. Edgar was simply sitting on his respective bed, staring off into space while thinking about who knows what. That was until his gaze shifts to you for a few seconds, almost immediately rolling his eyes before looking away with his usual irritated expression on his face, even more so now with you back.

He doesn't say a word as he stares off towards the side with his long striped scarf covering the bottom half of his face like usual, making it hard to differentiate his expressions and thoughts—but you know he found your mere presence annoying and he made that much obvious to you.