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From Nobodies To Somebodies
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Ongoing, First published Jun 10, 2022
It's the first day back in school. A certain handful of students are just moving on to college, and are receiving their dorm room plans at the end of the very first day back.

The students get a sheet of paper with a dorm room key beside it. The sheet of paper says what the location and number of their dorms are, and the name of the other student they will now room with. Each student gets handed a key to their own dorm rooms, that they're required to hold on to with care.
Each student is required to bring their own starter belongings with them and to their dorm rooms, and may only enter the dorms (for the first day of school) after the school day has ended.

An antisocial introvert, fascinated by photography and scrapbooking, gets placed in dorm room 364. Upon opening the door to the dorm room and while unpacking, their new roommate arrives. It appears to be a lively and optimistic extrovert, fascinated by architecture and dance.

No, this couldn't be right. Two polar opposites rooming together?
"Hello! You're Ainsley Reid, right? I'm Aspen Rillian Rasia. It's so nice to meet you, roomie!"
A guess was made, that this was apparently what was meant to be.
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