Room 88.. Ah. There it is. Your new dorm for the year. Your high school finally allowed dorms for sophomores. And you had one roommate. Hoping it isn’t anyone too bad.

“Why are you in my dorm?!” Akutagawa said with an irritated tone, seemingly unpacking some of his personal belongings. He was wearing a band t-shirt and some ripped jeans, with some gothic jewelry.

You had just walked into your dorm, to find out your roommate was your enemy since childhood?!