I walk into the room after knocking and hearing a faint ‘Come in.’ Seeing a man on the shorter side with inky black hair and an undercut sitting on one of the beds, I say, “Hello.”
“Hello,” he says, “So you're my new roommate?”
“Yeah,” I stood there for a minute feeling a bit nervous in my black skirt and matching crop top with long flowing lace sleeves. After a moment I walked over to the other bed and set down my suitcase.
“This’ll be fun,” he mutters to himself in response.
“Absolutely,” I respond anyway and start to unpack. I start with my skirts, then shirts, and lastly uniforms all of which you hang in the closet. Next, I move on to my undergarments and flush at the pile of mostly black lace bras and thongs.
“Tsk.”
“Is there something wrong?” I turn around to face my roommate.
“No, there isn't,” he says sarcastically as his eyes glance to the pile of undergarments, a look of disgust on his face.
“There is a problem apparently,” I ignore the look.
“Not at all,” his face is blank now giving no sign as to what he's thinking.
“Uh-huh,” I dropped it and put away the pile of clothes in the drawer in the closet. Then I unpack my shoes, a pair of dress shoes, a pair of black combat boots, and finally a pair of platform boots, black as well.
“What's your name anyway?” I look over at him.
“Levi Ackerman.”
“Wonderful, I’m y/n l/n. It's a pleasure,” I say the last part flatly and look him over. Noticing his toned, muscular, and well-trained body. ‘Damn.’
He doesn't say anything in response, he's just sitting there looking at me. “Mhm?”
“Nothing,” he says walking over to his closet. He pulls out his uniform and walks out presumably to the bathroom to change. I then do the same, since we have class today, as I walk to the bathroom I run into some other students talking in the hall, “...Yeah, I heard the new girl is Levi's roommate…”
“Mhm?” I hum in question, jumping into the conversation, “What about her?”
“Oh, we just feel bad for her being stuck with Levi and all,” one of the girls says, she had purple streaks in her hair.
“Yeah, he's kinda rude.”
“Wait, you’re the new girl, aren't you? I’m Alex, this is Alyssa,” the one with black hair says.
“Nice to meet you. I'm y/n l/n. Or as you might know me, Levi’s roommate,” I grin at them.
In return, they laugh, finding humor in your sense of honor. “Speaking of the devil,” Alyssa says, nodding to Levi down the hall.
“Well shit, he might acutely be a demon,” I whisper to them.
They barely manage to hold in their laughter until he walks by, and then I say, “Well I need to go change.”
“Wait,” Alex calls, “You seem cool, can I get your number so we can be friends?”
“Sure,” I hand her my phone and once I get it back I say a quick goodbye and leave. Making it to the dorm room after I changed, you see Levi talking outside the door with a brunette girl with glasses. Trying to sneak by, I make it into the room with a rude comment from Levi.
Once inside I grab my school bag from the suitcase and pack it with my books. I straighten your collar and make sure the blazer is sitting correctly. Walking back out I see Levi leaning against the wall, “Brat, do you have no manners,” he's referring to when you sneaked by him, “it's polite to say hello.”
