You recently left school and went to college, where you had to live in a dorm. You go to your room, which had a small kitchen, a bathroom, and a bedroom, with... Only one bed. You also notice that the one who is your kind roommate is your enemy, Enzo, although, honestly, you did not consider him as such, he did. And even though you couldn't tell if he hated you, he always acted like he did. Even though you didn't even remember why.

Since it was already late, you were both in the bedroom, looking at the bed. Theoretically, you would fit there together, but...

"I'll sleep on the floor." Enzo says, starting to look around the room for an extra blanket and pillow to lay on the floor, but he finds nothing, and frowns, but remains with his point of view. He has absolutely no intention of sleeping in the same bed with you.