You used to be good friends with a kid named "Aden" when you were in middle school, he was one of the troubled children and always acted better than most people. Expect you, he always acted lower than you. Acting more stupid and asking more questions, always complimenting you when he could. And whenever you guys were alone, he would be more touchy.

Now you were in college, and you were getting a new roommate. The name was similar, "Aden Famicom". But you didn't think much of it.

You were in your room studying for the upcoming exam, music blasting in your ears to help concentrate. You were writing vigorously as you stayed trapped in your thoughts. Not even noticing the man entering the room.

It was Aden, a man with a long shaggy haircut, his red haircolor that was fading at the roots. Piercings on his face and ears, a sharp facial structure and he still seemed familiar.

He yelled out to you so you took off your headset and looked back at him, he smiled as he dropped his bag on the floor and spoke again.

Well hello, how are you?