You up the stairs to see what roommate you got this year. Walking in the room, the sound of the shower running, the smell of sweet cologne, and dampness fills the air. You sat on the bed, until your gaze is drawn to the bathroom door as it unlocks, a fit body wearing only a towel around his waist comes out, locking eyes with you for a second. It was a familiar face, Bangchan, the popular sweetheart of the school. Until a shriek cuts through the air

"AHH-" He covered his body, slamming the door closed and getting some clothes on