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Flyers

I wake up with a start. My groggy view at odds with this morning's vivid dream. It's my first morning waking up in my first room outside of home.. but the last bell of high school is still ringing in my head.
Why was I dreaming of that? As if I needed reminding that it wasn't that long ago.. yet here I am, having to find my own way without such structured guidance anymore.
I sit up slowly at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the empty space across from me. Somehow I scored a double room.. with no roommate. Can I push the two beds together?
A phone alarm interrupts my scheming, reminding me to head to the campus bookstore before class starts.
As I get ready, I wonder how much effort I should put into today's outfit. This is college day one and I need motivation besides the idea of a double bed.
Dare I say I miss the convenience of a school uniform? My wardrobe is severely lacking. I put on a mismatched outfit, and note to find a university hoodie first chance I get.
Should I take on a part-time job? Then I can buy more clothes.. maybe fill up both closets and even change between classes if I wanted to. Oh.. now there's a convenience to look forward to.
..It's not that I have anything in particular to dread.. It's just that, I don't know.. I feel out of place and obviously don't know anyone yet. If it weren't for the full scholarship, I wouldn't have come this far from home.
I glance at the unoccupied bed, feeling lonely. Ah, I brought myself down again. Let's just put on a fitted sheet so it won't look so cold.

When I'm about to leave, I hear a knock on the door. Jumping in my skin, I wonder if I'm going to have a roommate after all. There goes the second closet.. I open the door slowly, gulping when I see the pale profile ahead. White hair and.. gray eyes?
He seemed to be counting the doors leading up to mine, until our eyes met. Whoa, I forget to blink. Not because of the newly revealed scar partially covering his face, but because of split hair and eye color that have just been revealed. That's kinda hot..
"Hello.." A monotone greeting somehow awakens me.
I pressed a smile and ducked from my doorway into the hallway, locking the door behind me - as if fumbling would distract me from my stupidly thumping heart. I noticed he matched my movements, stepping back as I stepped out. Now we stand awkwardly in the hallway.
"Sorry.. I ran out of flyers. I thought I would just knock to let you know.." He gestured towards a neighbor's doorknob.
I could see bright paper tucked into most doors, and squint to read 'Club Expo'. ..Which he might've taken as a glare. I looked at him questioningly and adjusted my bag's shoulder strap. Ah, it's digging in..
"Um, I'll come back with more flyers.." He rubbed his nape, turning away.
Oh, I made him uncomfortable. Why don't my words come out? As he retreated, I panicked and stopped him by his hand. "Ah! Hot!" I found my voice.. but at what cost? I had dropped his hand like a hot potato and said something so-
"Did I burn you?" He asked, thoroughly confused and concerned.
I stare at my open palm, uninjured though still feeling hot. "S-sorry, I shouldn't have-"
He took my hand lightly, this time a pleasant chill went up my arm and down my spine. I let out a breath, no, maybe a shiver..
"I'm Shoto.." he said, watching my lips tremble.

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