Secretly Rooming with the Puck King

“I really need to learn how to pack better.” I groaned as I poured all my things straight on my bed. But there wasn’t actually a lot because I’d failed to fold my clothes properly so they took up a lot of space and I was severely under packed. I pushed the clothes aside and plopped down on my bed. I sighed. This would be my fresh start. I didn’t have to be the freak anymore. I would just be Nora. Highschool had been hell with everyone picking on me because of my… condition. I’d promised myself that I wouldn’t say anything when I got to college. I hated to pity and the sad glances like I could drop dead at any minute. I closed my eyes already feeling like a new woman in my space when suddenly, I heard the door open. I didn’t think much of it. I assumed it was my new roommate who had finally arrived. I sat up already practicing my introduction for when she knocked on my door but the knock never came. Eventually I decided to go to her but I froze the minute I heard a voice. A male

“What do you think you’re doing in my room?” Kane’s voice snapped me back awake. My eyes inadvertently looked down. He was already wearing a pair of black calvin klien’s, thankfully. And he didn’t seem to be in a hurry to cover up. My eyes darted back to his face. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to return your jacket and… to thank you.” I dropped the jacket on a chair close to me. “Most people would have left the room already, Noah.” “Right… sorry, yeah.” I hurried out and let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. I was not expecting that, but things could’ve gone worse. He came out in a few minutes fully dressed and dried off. I apologized again but he dismissed it. “If I’m going to permit you to keep staying here, you’ve got to go understand one thing. We are not friends so stay out of my space.” “What are you… You’re not going to report me for staying here?” “Contrary to what you think, I’m not the bad guy. You can stay till you have your housing issues resolved, no