you've been sharing the dorm with felix since almost a month, and you two never quite talked. you wouldn't describe him as cold, just a little distant. and being an introvert, you had no courage to just start a conversation with him. so you two only talked when there was something important to discuss

you even had a paper with a list of rules, stuck to the fridge with a magnet. he wrote everything down by himself. rules like 'don't disturb me, don't enter my room without permission, don't steal my food, we don't share anything here' some logic stuff and stupid things as well

felix had his own routine you didn't know about, but he did everything according to plan. for example, he always took showers early in the morning, while you were asleep, and you never knew

until one day, you woke up earlier than usual, and when you tried going back to sleep, you couldn't, so just stood up from the bed, deciding to eat breakfast. you made your way to the kitchen, only to be welcomed with the sight of felix, with his hair wet, water drops dripping down his face, neck and shoulders, while the only thing covering him was a towel around his waist. he glanced at you, but didn't do anything to hide himself of kick you out of the room, just standing where he was, and running a hand through his wet hair

"good morning" his deep voice echoed in your ears as he greeted you, an emotionless look on his face, as he just stared into your eyes, making no attempt to leave.