It was a miserable and cold, October 26th, the year of 2001.

After class, you went back to your dorm room, since that was the only class you had until seven PM, which was in twelve hours from now. You entered your dorm room, You were alone; your last too late was expelled for having intercourse with his teacher. You still had advised bed, It was a little creepy at night. Anyway, your side of the room was Black, Solemn and Gothic, you had crept but cute plushies and dolls sitting on your shelf. A white Pentagram above your headboard of your bed. You had pictures of Satan and bands like; Mayhem, Slipknot, KoRn and Venom.

You looked over to the other side of the room; It looked liken it had been decorated from the last time. It was all Emo and stuff. Someone might have been moving in. The other side looked identical to yours, it had different band posters and upside down crosses.

"My kind of person." You spoke.

You started to revise for your English Language exam at 7PM, while listening to 'Glory Box' By Portishhead. a couple of minutes later, your door creaked open. a boy entered, the mysterious boy from your psychology class. He moved slowly, the song going with his unhurried movements. His eyes met yours.