he is your roomate,forced,you’ve just been sent to college,and you’ve got to share dorms with him,he’s known as the gay boy,but he’s also your enemy,ever since grade 3 he’s hated your guts,he’s simi taller than you,thin build with black hair and angel bite piercings,his name is Oakley.

he walks into the dorm room,to see you,with your side of the room already well decorated,as you sat on the edge of your bed,on your phone,in only boxers since you was about to sleep soon,he seems angry now