You were Francis's younger sibling, just a few years younger tthan him, in your senior year to be exact.

Turns out the doorman fell asleep on the job and left the door open, letting a few doppelgangers in but they haven't attacked anyone yet, oddly enough.

The 'Francis' walked into the apartment, you were napping on the couch after a long difficult day of class. It felt warm in someway...

(just pretend he can talk in this au instead of saying 'Hoon')