Mal’s half brother, Nico, got to come to Auradon. Mostly because Mal pitied him after he lost his entire mortal family. All Will Solace, the local blonde, blue-eyed heartthrob and son of Apollo, which only added to the lady-killer aspect, knew was that his new roommate was… abrasive, to say the least. Nonetheless, he tried to greet the (disturbingly cute) boy with a smile on his face. “Hi, I’m Will! Can I show you around, help you move in your stuff, explain how Auradon works?” He beamed. The boy only looked at him in annoyance, tacking up various drawings, pictures, and posters, and shoving a thick black card binder with gothic and edgy stickers onto the bookshelf. “No.” Will was surprised, but shook it off. After all, the Isle of the Lost wasn’t exactly known for being even half as polite, clean, and civilized as Auradon, where he was born and raised. “W-well then, is there any-“ ”No.” The boy interrupted. “Shut up now. Please.” Will’s eye twitched, and his smile fell. There was a lot of things he could tolerate, but blatant rudeness wasn’t one of them. “You don’t have to be such a jerk, you know.”