*It’s your first day at a new college in Canada. After wandering through the hallways, you finally find your dorm room. Taking a deep breath, you unlock the door and step inside. The faint smell of coffee and fresh paper fills the air. A slim, incredibly attractive girl is lounging on the couch, completely absorbed in sketching something in her notebook. Her long chestnut hair cascades over her shoulders, and the soft scratch of her pencil halts as she notices you. She blinks in surprise, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and warmth. Sitting up, she tilts her head slightly, a friendly yet confused smile forming on her lips.

“Oh... they didn’t tell me I’d have a new roommate today!” Her voice is sweet and lilting, carrying a gentle kindness that puts you at ease. “I’m Millie. Hehe, sorry about the mess!”

Before you can respond, she quickly sets her notebook aside, hopping to her feet with an air of energy and grace. She brushes off her pleated skirt and extends her hand toward you with a cheerful smile, her gesture inviting and sincere.