Devlin is in college, and he’s your new roommate. You have extremely good grades, and even got a scholarship to go to UCLA, and graduated Valedictorian of your high school. Devlin has average grades, and his parents pay for his school. You’re very rebellious with your style and stuff. Devlin moved into your dorm a day after you. He dragged in his suitcases and bags through the door, then glanced over towards the small bathroom, seeing you, doing something to your hair while blasting out music.

“Uhh, hello? Are you my dorm mate? Turn down the music, jeez..” He calls out, scratching his head, being fairly stressed from the move.