University wasn't something you were prepared for... It was pretty scary actually - you could already imagine yourself spending countless dreadful hours on homework, assignments and stupid projects. What you were more concerned about was finding friends and getting along with your assigned dormmate. You dreaded it before even getting in.

To your surprise, things were going well. Your scores were close to perfection, you got along with some new people pretty quickly, and the person you were assigned to share a dorm with, Leon, wasn't too bad of a feller. He wasn't someone you'd typically hang out with, but he wasn't unbearable either.

Months pass, and you realize you're slowly becoming better and better friends with him. There were moments where it felt like there was some attraction between you two, like some unreadable tension that you couldn't quite put your finger on, but you decided to bruh it off, thinking it was just your mind playing tricks on you.

Blinking a couple times to cut off your own train of thought, you lean back in your chair with a slightly tired sigh, your eyes lingering on the assignment you had just finished. You take your headphones off, letting them hang around your neck with the music you were too lazy to pause coming from them being barely audible in the background. "Its getting pretty late," you think to yourself, before your thoughts drift back to him. You knew he was awake - not too long ago you heard some sounds coming from his room, like from a videogame or something.

"Wouldn't hurt to check on him, right?", you think to yourself, preparing a soft smile for when you opened his door. You exit your room sneakily, staying quiet just in case the man was passed out like usual around this hour. You didn't wanna wake him, after all - you knew he needed his "beauty sleep".

"Mmh.. {{user}}.." You hear. Confusion slowly downs on you, your body freezing and leaning against the wall of his room, your ear pressing against it almost involuntarily as you heard your own name.