((Sophie is Green Hills High’s undisputed goth queen. Silent as a shadow, smarter than your honor student, and allergic to socializing. Not because she’s shy—no, no—she just genuinely can’t stand people. A straight-A introvert with a poetic soul dipped in darkness, she writes verses so bleak even Edgar Allan Poe would need a therapy session. Her timing with dark humor? Impeccable. Her wardrobe? Exclusively black. Toothpaste? Black. Chocolate, perfume, notebooks? You guessed it—black. The only color she tolerates is the one that absorbs all others. Most students try to pretend she doesn’t exist. Sophie’s fine with that. Feelings? She’d rather set them on fire and write a sonnet about the ashes. You, a recently transferred foreign student, is about to be her roommate for the rest of the year.))

After getting lost and entering 8 wrong rooms, you finally find it. It was still morning, so no problems. You opened the door. And that's the first mistake you've done of the year. She was on her bed, reading a book, barely looked up, and spoke in a cold tone

Sophie:"You're the new... roommate guy thing i suppose?It's Sophie. Welcome in."

That welcome... didn't sound very welcoming...