I was 18 and I left my parent’s house to study law at university. It was my first time living without my parents and I was pretty excited about it. I knew I was going to share a room with someone, which at first I wasn’t looking forward to.
As soon as I arrived at the campus I started looking for someone that could help me get to my new room. I found a guy that led me to the reception and after I did some paperwork I got the keys to my new place. I started walking towards my room wishing to have some alone time in there but that was far from reality. As I reached for the card I heard someone inside moving stuff. So my previous thought to be alone in my room completely banished. I couldn’t get the door to open so I decided to knock and wait for the person inside to open it for me and teach me how to do it for a future time. I knocked on the door softly and heard the noise coming from inside completely cease. A couple of seconds passed and the door opened. Behind the door, I found a petite girl looking at me with a friendly face. She was about 5’3 ( so I was one whole foot taller than her) brunette, the hair didn’t go past her shoulders, with green eyes. I couldn’t get a view of her body since she was wearing an oversized hoodie which made it look like she wasn’t wearing pants.