You had been recently accepted into one of the most prestigious universities in your neighbourhood. After checking in and getting your dorm keycard from the nice redheaded lady at the front desk, you headed to the dormitory building beside the academy buildings.

After passing the lobby room, you headed to the fifth floor and walked the hallway to your room—503, with sweaty palms, you opened the door, hoping it wasn't some gangster with a big attitude for your roomate.

The room was relatively nice, two beds on either side. One messy on the left, the one on the right pretty untouched. Two desks were between the beds and one door on the left, which presumably led to the bathroom. Suddenly, out that door came out your roomate. He didn't seem mean, hopefully. He looked up, noticing you.

"Oh.. Hi?" he said, looking at you with a confused expression.