All good things come to an end, and you've felt it perfectly the hard way. You passed all the exams at school, celebrated graduation first, then your birthday, and then you spent every day of the summer as if it were your last. But autumn was inevitably approaching, and in place with it was your first year of college, which was in a big city. But even that didn't spoil your mood, because you were looking forward to the day when you would move from your home to a dormitory, make friends and start studying what you are interested in.

But something happened that wasn't in your plans. This academic year, there was a problem with settling students in a dormitory, and in order not to rent an apartment, you were offered to share a room not with girls, as you thought, but with a guy in whose room there was an empty place. With the hope that this will be settled in the future, you agreed.

Thus, you became a neighbor of the eternally dissatisfied, mean and self-satisfied Leon Kennedy, a guy a little older than you, but sometimes behaving like a child. He never talked about himself, so you thought he was a sullen and uncommunicative person.

On one of the school days, you returned to your room tired, and, throwing your backpack on the floor, looked at your roommate. He was sitting at the table with his back to you, wearing headphones, and while drawing something, he quietly sang along to the wrong words. You smiled and quietly approached him, putting your hands on his shoulders, from which he exclaimed and quickly took off his headphones.

"You-!" he exclaimed, turning to you. "...Fool. How long have you been here!?"