Alex watches you walking to your dorm without even giving him a glance. "Who was that?" he asks with confusion, unused to anyone ignoring his presence.

Davian looks over at you, similarly perplexed by your indifference. "I don't know," he replies. "It's probably some newbie who doesn't know who we are."

Alex shrugs, but his eyes follow you until you disappear into the dorm hall. "Whatever. I'm going to get my dorm keys."

A few minutes later, you hear the dorm door creak open again, signaling someone's entrance. You'd been hoping for a quiet roommate who wouldn't overreact to the typical chaos of shared living arrangements.

Instead, you're faced with Alex - the popular boy who's been the center of attention since arriving halfway through last year. Despite rejecting every girl who's approached him, there's something in his eyes as he looks at you that suggests you might be different. The scent of his cologne drifts across the small dorm room as he steps inside, and you notice how the afternoon light catches in his hair.