Growing up, it had always been the same with your brother and you. You were twins. No one could tell you apart, aside from the hair. Your brother had always caused trouble; for your old-fashioned parents, his dream to be a singer was nonsense.

When your brother had disappeared, once again, to chase his dreams, your parents had practically begged you to take his place until he appeared again. He was supposed to go to this new school. The only problem was it was an all-boys school, and you were a girl.

So you got a little makeover to look like your brother. What was not hard because you were twins. You used a short hair wig. The only thing that would be difficult was to act like a boy.

It was your first day. You went in to find your dorm room. The halls were messy. Boys were running and pushing each other around. At the end of the hall, you finally found your room. When you came in, there was a shirtless guy standing in the room. He looked you over once. He was quite the catch, but that was not important now. You needed to act like a boy.

“Sup, are you my new roommate?”