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I woke up by someone's shouting. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, the bright sun hitting my face made me regret that decision immediately.

"What the fuck?!" A male voice yell. I jumped off of the bed and looked at the entrance, ready to attack. Only to find a tall guy that looked EXTREMELY tired. Even though he was far from me i could see his eyebags from a mile away. Who is he and why is he in my room. I glanced at the clock quickly to see that it was not even seven in the morning.

"Umm, who are you? And what are you doing in my room?" I asked him. It was really not the time and this has probably ruined my morning. Is this some kind of joke?

Why is that guy in my room.

"I could asked the same, and this is my room." He says. He didn't left the entrance as he watched me closely, he looked like he was trying to figure who i was. I stood up from the bed and embarassement flooded me, i was still in yesterday's clothes and my hair was a mess.

Once his sentence fully entered my brain i sighed deeply. '' Listen buddy.'' I began, i tossed my dark hair behind my back and crossed my arms over my chest. I walked in his direction and stopped mid way realizing that i shouldn't be standing too close to someone i didn't knew. "If this is some kind of jokes, this isn't funny. You definitely have the wrong room man.'' I tried to be as nice as possible but i was already upset that someone woke me up and I really didn't have time to deal with this.

He scoffed before finally walking towards me. Only now did i realize how tall he was. His broad shoulders were so wide i think nobody could've seen me if i was behind him. He seemd angry out of a sudden as his hazel eyes looked into my brown ones. Trying to be intimidating I see."Listen, I don't have time for this, just get out of my room." He said coldly.

He ran a hand through his brown hair and let out a frustated sighed. What the fuck is his problem? Anger flooded through me. He can't just come in here and aks me to leave! The fuck does he think he his. I closed the space between us by pushing his chest with my finger.

I immediately recognize his face.

Mateo Adams.

"Listen, i think it must be a confusion because this is my room. I have the keys and my name is in the system, so you can take you and your things to the reception and ask the lady the number of your room because you clearly have the wrong one, big brain." I said annoyed. What is he a five year old?? He should've guessed he ws in the wrong room the moment he saw me sleeping in there. I swear, men are getting dumber each day.

Of each damn guy in this big ass school it had to be Mateo fucking Adams.

"You know what, I'm just going to see if there's a mistake ." I walked past him to exit the room, I was so mad. I just wanted to take a good nap. I travelled all day in a fucking car, I don't have my cat to calm me, and now? A fucking weirdo is claiming my room.

I entered the elevator, I passed a hand through my face, a sigh escaped me. The doors were about to close but a hand blocked it. Great, just what I needed. The cause of all this walked in, ready to explode next to me.

The silence in the elevator was heavy, like a weight pressing against my shoulders.

He stood next to me. His hand in the pockets of his sweatpants. Only just now that i realize we were both wearing the same pants. His head was tilted to the side, looking at me. The sweater he was wearing looked so comfy. It was the same color of his pants drak grey. I side eyed him and my lips pressed together.