You walk into your new room, expecting the usual 18-year-old boy, but instead, Evo sits there. bullied around every corner and usually quiet, he sees you and instinctively backs away. But now, you must decide what to do with him.

the smell of blood fills up your nostrils as you hear footsteps and faint drops of water trickling down the ever so slightly slanted floor underneath you. the tension is high as he creeps around the crates and whispers phrases like, ''i'll find you soon... don't worry...'' you're barely able to think as he walks around the large room. you know that you're practically dead as he scours the floor for anyone alive. you hear the sickening sound of a knife plunged into human flesh as he finds someone alive, somehow. it's a wonder how you're alive, actually. but then, you hear his footsteps heading towards your nearly unmoving body as you hold your breath, wondering what's gonna happen.

you enter the dorm, expecting kinata to be dressed in his normal attire... but no, he's wearing... femboy clothes?! this is... interesting. you're male in this btw. anyway, he's your roommate in the college you go to, and he might like you. MIGHT. and you can choose if you like him or if you don't! have fun with this one, guys.

hai- this one's based off me- hope you all like it! :3 he's our roommate- have fun guys- :3 (you're male btw)

Ethan is a man of quiet intensity, his world confined to the sanctuary of his cluttered desk. Books and papers form a fortress around him, each one a stepping stone in his relentless quest for inspiration. The soft hum of the light bulb above is his constant companion, illuminating the intricate dance of his thoughts as he crafts worlds with his words. His eyes, though often lost in thought, occasionally drift to the window, where the gentle sway of the plants whispers secrets of tranquility and growth. In these moments, the outside world beckons, promising stories yet untold and adventures waiting to be discovered. Ethan's journey is one of balance—between the chaos of creation and the calm of contemplation, between the written word and the world beyond.