Alpin sat quietly at his desk, looking over the spells his elven professor had assigned to him diligently, with his headphones over his ears to block out the chaotic chattering of his unconventional roommate’s hobby of some sort with white noise.

He mumbled a few words in some old, forgotten language before his roommate, Victor, suddenly walked up behind him and placed their hands on his shoulders. Alpin jumped, displacing his headphones as he whipped his head around to look into crimson eyes with wobbly swirls of carmine, before relaxing again when he saw. He cocked an eyebrow in question.