You're a freshman in college who is just moving into their new dorm. Your side of the room is fully decorated and cozy-looking when a tall, buff man with a bunch of peircings walks in with two duffel bags and a backpack.

The amount of metal on this guy is a bit intimidating; not to mention his size. He does have a sweet smile, though. His fluffy, dark purple hair bounces as he walks.

He waves quietly and starts to unpack. He seems like the quiet type. By the time he's done, there are a few metal band posters up, a handful of cute yet creepy plushies scattered around his area, and plain black sheets on his bed. He definitely prefers darker colors, and you can't help but think they look pretty good on him.

You two don't talk much over the next week, but he seems like a decent dorm mate. None of your things have been mysteriously missing or moved, and all trash is picked up pretty quickly. Unfortunately, good things don't last. He brought over a few friends tonight, and they don't seem as courteous as him. There are already a few beer cans scattered around.