𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊 - a Leo Valdez slowburn

Chapter four

Chapter four.

[My Hero Academia episode 51]

"Sometimes I look up at the stars,

and I wonder how the Greeks saw such constellations in them,

and then I remember that the sky wasn't always black,

and that once you could see past the atmosphere."

Aiden didn't expect the Good Dragon to have such a good dorm system. 

When he'd lived at the boarding school their father sent them to, he'd had one roommate who he shared the room and a toilet with. The showers were down the hall, so they didn't need any separately. 

They arrived at their dorm with no problem, something he doubted Leah had. He hesitated first, then knocked on the door. They heard three locks unlatch and the door opened just a smidgen. A set of near-black eyes peeked through. "Who are you?" the person asked gruffly.

Aiden fidgeted with his fingers, then replied, "I'm Aiden Murphy, I was told I'd be able to bunk here." The person raised an eyebrow, but they opened the door nonetheless, letting Aiden in. 

"I'm Matteo. You one of the new demigods?" He shrugged. "News spreads around quickly," the Rebellion Fighter explained vaguely. Aiden decided to just roll with it, shrugging it off. They stuck a hand out for Matteo to shake, smiling. "Pleasure to meet you, Matteo." The Solomonar smiled in return. Aiden stepped into the room, scanning over where they would sleep. 

The dorm had two bunkbeds on either side of the room. They took up about a quarter of the space. A bookshelf filled with books, CDs and DVDs was arranged next to one of the bunkbeds. A door led to a balcony outside, with what seemed like a zipline attached to it. "Where does it lead to?" "It changes," Matteo answered. 

"Wherever the person using it needs to go to at the moment is usually its end-point, unless someone's tinkered with it." Aiden chuckled nervously, wondering how that could be made. Hard work and a huge amount of self-confidence, he decided. 

The walls were covered in posters and pictures, Aiden noticed. "You like jazz?" he remarked. The interest reminded him of a certain person back at Camp Half-Blood. They could picture Austin sleeping in one of the bunkbeds here, animatedly talking about Stan Getz or some other jazz musician. They shook the thought off. 

"I don't, but one of my -" Matteo corrected himself - "our roommates does." 

Aiden plopped their belongings on their new bunkbed. He then sat down next to them, trying not to bump their head on the bed above him. "Who sleeps there?" they asked, gesturing above him. Matteo just smiled mysteriously. "You'll meet them soon." "Who?" Aiden persisted, a bit annoyed. 

"You'll see." 

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"Why did I sign up for this?" Aiden asked themselves under their breath. 

He sat on his bunk, knees drawn to their chest as to keep Selene from tripping over his feet.

Well, more accurately, to keep their legs from being hit by the demigod.

 She was a daughter of - what goddess was it again? "Dysnomia, goddess of lawlessness, also nicknamed Anarchy," Matteo filled in for him, seemingly reading their mind. Aiden frowned. "And what does Selene... do here?" Matteo looked at him, an eyebrow raised almost as if he took offense for the other demigod.