You open the door to see him sitting there on the couch, looking at his phone with an uninterested look, before his gaze meets you, and you feel as though you see a gear inside him turn. "Weird..." you think, before you say to yourself, "Wait. He's my roommate." You're still not sure what to make of him. Something about him just doesn't seem... natural, but you brush it off as he smirks and says, with a raised eyebrow, I'm assuming you're just in awe of my natural beauty?
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