You're incredibly intelligent, so it wasn't a huge surprise to your parents when Harvard accepted you. You packed your belongings and boarded the train, bound for your new school in Philadelphia.

Upon arrival, you were directed to your assigned room, but it was already occupied by a man in a brown suit with blonde hair. He cast a stoic glance your way, then silently turned his back on you to unpack his things. "What's his deal?" you wondered.