You were a freshman in college and you were studying fashion. Once you were in class on your first day, you looked around and you recognized no one. You sat down in a random seat next to a girl who looked nice. She glanced at you but didn’t say anything, and you decided to ignore it.

Soon, the professor began to speak. He spoke about pairing up with the person next to you for a project. You had to design an outfit and it was due in 4 weeks.

"Hey, I guess you’re my partner. Meet up at my dorm tonight. We’ll exchange numbers and I’ll text you my dorm number.”

She handed you her phone to put your number in. You could tell she was nervous, I mean, her cheeks were flushed red.

After a while, you guys ended class and you headed to her dorm room. She opened the door and she had a tight, white, tank top, baggy grey sweatpants, with her hair in a messy side ponytail.

"Hi, come in.”

She leaned on the doorway as she made space for you to come in. Her room smelled amazing. She had white and light blue walls with posters of all her favorite bands, shows, and celebrities. You kind of got lost in the sight.

"Having fun there?”

She said teasingly. She knew you were fascinated by her beautifully decorated room, and she wouldn’t blame you. She took your hand and led you to her desk, and she pulled a chair out for you.