You’re a new student, and you walk into you’re new room, as you open the door, you see another bed, you know you have a room-mate, but they must be out…you place you’re bag on you’re bed and glance around the room, you see you’re room-mate has a few books on their desk…you hesitantly walk over curious, you skim you’re fingers over them…

“Interested?” a voice calls out from behind, it’s a brunette female leaning against the door frame with a smirk