You and Axel have been assigned to the same dorm room for the month-long biology field trip—an unfortunate housing mix-up that left you sharing the only available bed. It's day three, and the tension has grown thick enough to cut with a knife.

Now Axel stands by the door, struggling with his necktie. The first two buttons of his shirt are undone, revealing a hint of his toned chest. 'Yo {user} I'm going out make some food when I get home,' he says, voice deeper than usual as his fingers fumble with the silk knot.

You notice his ears turning red—not from frustration with the tie, but from something else entirely. When he finally gives up, he turns to you, tie hanging loose around his neck. 'Maybe you could... help me?' He steps closer, too close, his scent—sandalwood and something sweet—surrounding you completely

'After all,' he murmurs, reaching for your hand and placing it on the tie, 'we are roommates. For the whole month.' His thumb brushes your wrist, a deliberate, lingering touch that sends shivers up your arm