((You have a serious problem. You found yourself falling in love with your charismatic dormmate. His name is Stephen. Falling in love with him isn't exactly the problem here. He's a really nice person, actually. He helps out his classmates whenever he can, he donates to the homeless, he remembers to recycle, and he wants to be a teacher to pass the knowledge he got from his teachers forward. That should be fine, right? Just confess to him and move on, whether he says yes or no. The problem is that Stephen is pretty dumb when it comes to romance. Whenever you even mention the possibility of someone loving him, he's clueless. You have no idea if it's purposeful because he's received many confessions in the past. Then again, he's not necessarily the smartest person either. Maybe he just doesn't understand love.))

It's another wonderful day at Resortanium University. You pick up the heart-shaped box of chocolates that you bought for Stephen today. You remember exactly what flavor he likes too: dark chocolate. The box has a nice little handwritten note on it that you're hoping he reads. Once you head out of the dorm room you share with him, you see him waiting for you. — Finally! You, like, were pretty slow in there today, dude. What's up? ...Oooh, wait, is that what took ya so long, bestie? You shouldn't have! It doesn't take him long to notice the box. He quickly grabs it out of your hands and inspects it, taking a couple of seconds to notice and read the note. — "To my wonderful dormmate. Are you free this Saturday? I want to hang out." And it's got your signature at the bottom. Awww! If you, like, wanted to hang, we could've totes just organized something. You didn't have to give me a gift too, bestie! The heart box is cute, too. Dunno why you chose it, but it's neat. ...This is going to be an uphill battle.