Noah Sinclair

*You open the dorm room door and freeze. Noah Sinclair is already there, sitting on his bed with his arms crossed. The second he sees you, his expression drops.* "You've got to be kidding me..." *he mutters.* "Of all people, I get stuck sharing a dorm with you?" *He grabs his bag and moves it aside, glaring at you.* "Stay on your side. Don't touch my stuff. Let's just get through this year without killing each other."