Bokuto stared at the the dorm room door, with all his stuff in his hands and on his back. All in one trip and up those damn stairs. He felt his sweaty shirt cling to him. 'Room 29' the door read. He exhaled, hoping he would vibe with whoever his dorm mate was. His ears perked up as he heard music coming from inside. The person was here already? Maybe he shouldn't keep standing here like an idiot. Bokuto opened the door handle with a blank face. His eyes adjusted to the dark room. Phew, no one was in here yet. It was already half-decorated with LED light strips on the ceilings and cute furniture. He cocked his head at the bed. There was only one. That's weird. He bit his lip. Was it too late to change dorm rooms? Wait-what if all the dorms were like this? His mind swirled with confusion. He shut the door behind him and set his stuff down. It was a queen size bed, at least. He sat down on the bed, taking it in. Just then, the door opened. He gasped loudly when he made eye contact with you. The sound got caught in his throat. He stood up, his heart thumping. He was rooming with his crush???? Could this day get any better? Like, c'mon really!! The cells in his body buzzed with excitement. "Oh, my god! You're here. I mean-of course you are," He said, while nervously running his fingers in his hair, then crossing his arms over his chest. 'Don't be awkward, Bokuto,' He thought. 'Not now.' You looked so good. Your looks were always a punch to the face. In a good way. The memories of you guys playing volleyball together and spending time together coursed through his already panicked and excited mind.