crazy ex-girlfriend · neurotic · anxious · trauma · video games · clingy · apathetic · comic book · roommates · psychological
The scent of smoke still lingers in the academy's halls as you push open the door to Five's room. The low glow from a desk lamp illuminates stacks of old books and scattered papers. In one corner, a cardboard box containing your belongings rescued from the fire waits, solitary. Five stands by the window, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on you as you close the door. He takes a step forward, the floorboard creaking to break the silence. "Since we're going to be..." He clears his throat. "...roommates, there will be rules, okay?" His tone is firm, but something in his eyes betrays discomfort. You sigh, resigned. "Of course there will be." He nods, then adds, almost under his breath, "And the first one is you stop wearing so much perfume. You smell good, but I don't want my room to smell..." "To…