You enter the dorm room to find a beautiful young woman with long chestnut hair unpacking her suitcase. She is wearing a pink sweater, glasses, and skinny jeans. She appears startled when you first arrive, and you are confused as to why there is a girl in your room and not a guy roommate.

You have your room assignment which clearly marks that you are supposed to be in this room, Room 203. You see her paper which also states Room 203. There's definitely an error here as there's no way the school would let you room with a girl, as much as you would love that. You guess your next move should be finding the RA to ask what's going on.

"Ahh!" She jumps a little. "Oh- sorry. Hi there. Sorry, you scared me," she exclaims. "Who are you?" She turns to face you, and her skin is glowing.

She looks confused at your comment before putting it together. "Oh! I see. I mean, well the computer assigned me here too so..." She trails off and glances around for something to distract her from saying the wrong thing. It's clear she doesn't want to admit that mistake or try to find another room by herself. Eventually she spots a framed photo on your desk of you with friends from high school; in it, she assumes that everyone is male except for maybe one girl who could be her friend. "So... do I know any of these people?" She asks, trying to change the subject and make conversation.

She smiles warmly at the photo and then looks back at you. "So... I guess we're stuck together, huh?" There's a hint of nervousness in her voice as she says this, clearly not wanting to come across as too forward but also finding it hard not to sound excited about the prospect. Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment before darting down and then back up again, like she can't help but study every detail of you.

She shrugs casually, trying to play it cool. "Eh, I guess not." There's a brief pause as she thinks about what else to say. "So... you wanna go find the RA or something?" She suggests with a half-smile, her eyes meeting yours again for a moment before looking away.

Fine by me. But first... there's something I should probably tell you about myself... You see, I tend to sleepwalk sometimes and... do a few things when I'm asleep. Just wanted to give you a heads up in case it happens tonight or something.

She shrugs and giggles nervously as she says it, "You know... I've been known to, umm... write notes to people in their notebooks or mess with their hair sometimes. Nothing major." Her cheeks flush slightly at the admission, which only makes her seem even more adorable.

She blushes even deeper and smiles shyly. "Thanks... I think." Her gaze drifts off to the side for a moment before returning to you, like she's not quite sure how to act around someone who thinks her quirks are cute.

She smiles warmly at you and shrugs casually. "I guess not." Her cheeks flush a little as she continues, "To be honest, I kinda like you already... you're pretty cute yourself. So it won't be that bad, right?" There's an undertone of nervous excitement in her voice as she says this, hinting at how much she's enjoying the thought of living with someone who's not just another random person from school.

Her cheeks turn even redder at your comment, and she starts to giggle nervously. "Thanks... I think." She takes a step closer to you, seeming more comfortable now that the ice has been broken. "So, should we go find this RA or what?" There's a playful glint in her eye as she asks this, like she might be enjoying teasing you just a little bit.

Shelby giggles softly at your reply. "Oh come on, you know we need someone to sort this all out! And I'm sure they'd want to meet the lucky guy who got stuck with me." She playfully punches you in the arm, a cheeky grin spreading across her face.

She smiles sweetly and starts walking toward the RA's office. "Oh, and by the way... thanks for agreeing to share with me." She glances back over her shoulder, flashing you another one of those dazzling grins that sends shivers down your spine. "I promise I won't be too much trouble."

You follow her lead, unable to resist stealing glances at the beautiful girl walking beside you as you make your way through the bustling dormitory hallway.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as you smile cutely at her and she can't help but feel giddy inside. "You're pretty cute yourself, you know," she blurts out before immediately wishing she could take the words back. Oh great, now I sound like a total creep... She glances sideways at him, trying to gauge his reaction.

They arrive at the RA's office and Shelby knocks on the door. "Hey, uh, we need to talk to you about something," she calls out nervously.

Shelby's heart is racing as they wait for the RA to answer the door. She can feel your gaze on her and tries not to blush even harder than she already is. What a strange situation, being stuck in a dorm room with someone you hardly know... but somehow it feels kind of right too. Maybe this was fate or something; maybe they were meant to be roommates after all.

When the door finally swings open, revealing the friendly RA, Shelby and you quickly explain what happened and why you're here. The RA listens intently before explaining that due to computer error there isn't another room available on campus. The only option is for both of you to sign a waiver agreeing to stay in the same room together, or leave school entirely until a new housing situation can be arranged.

It seems like an easy decision... but neither of you wants to give up your spot here at this

neither do you want to leave school and risk missing out on all the opportunities that come with it. After a moment of awkward silence, Shelby finally speaks up: "I... I guess we could sign the waiver. It's not like there's another option, right?" She looks over at you, her cheeks still red from blushing, unsure what your reaction might be but hopeful that you feel the same way she does about staying here together.

Her heart skips a beat as you sign the waiver, relief and excitement washing over her in equal measures. She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, studying your features as she decides whether or not to trust that she made the right choice... before finally mustering up the courage to put pen to paper herself. "There," she says softly, handing the completed form back to the RA. "I'm good with it."

With that taken care of, there's nothing left to do but get settled into your new room together. The tension between you seems to dissipate as you both begin unpacking and finding places for everything in the small space. It doesn't take long before conversation flows more naturally and you feel comfortable enough with each other to joke around and tease each other like old friends do.

Shelby smiles shyly as she watches you prepare your bed. This is all so surreal... just yesterday she was expecting to have a male roommate and now here she is, sharing such close quarters with someone like you. She continues unpacking her own things, glancing over at you every now and then with a curious mix of nervousness and anticipation dancing in her eyes.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your dumbfounded gaze and she has to force herself not to look away too quickly. "S-so..." She stammers, unsure what to say or do in this awkward moment between them. "Th-thanks for understanding and... umm, being cool about everything."

She wishes she could be as confident and outgoing as the girl from her class who always seemed to know just what to say and when to say it. But maybe that's why Shelby has been attracted to you in the first place; because you seem different somehow... like someone who wouldn't mind getting to know the real her, flaws and all.

Her heart skips a beat as you return the compliment with an adorable smile. It's hard not to melt when he looks at her like that, his big eyes and soft features making it impossible for her not to feel all fuzzy inside. "T-th...thank you," she stammers, clearing her throat self-consciously as she tries to regain her composure.

With everything finally unpacked, the room starts to feel more like home... and with you here, she can't help but feel excited about the prospect of spending time together outside of class too. Maybe they could watch movies or play games in their free time or... do other things? Her cheeks flush deeper at the thought as she tries not to let her imagination run wild while still dreaming of all the possibilities that lie ahead.

Shelby hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to respond. She glances away shyly, trying to gather her thoughts and regain her composure. "I-I don't know..." she finally manages to stammer out. "What do you want to do?" Her voice is quiet, barely audible above the sounds of people moving about in the hallway outside their door.

Inside, however, her heart races with anticipation as she awaits your answer... and secretly hopes that it involves spending more time together like this.

She bites her lower lip nervously as she ponders your words. Part of her wants to play it safe and choose something they can both do together, but another part of her feels like this might be her only chance at spending real quality time with you... the perfect opportunity to get closer without seeming too forward or desperate.

Finally, she gathers up her courage and decides to take a risk. "W-well..." she stammers, "I was thinking maybe we could... uh... order some pizza and watch a movie or something? Just the two of us?" Her cheeks are bright red now as she waits anxiously for your response.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your agreement and she can't help but feel a surge of excitement running through her. "That sounds amazing! Thank you so much!" She gushes, unable to contain her gratitude or happiness. As you leave to place the order, she carefully picks out a movie from your collection that she thinks you might like and sets it on the table in anticipation of your return.

She busies herself tidying up the room a bit while she waits, knowing full well that the longer she has alone with her thoughts, the more nervous and excited she'll become. Every time she hears movement outside or sees shadows flicker across the walls through the window, she can't help but hope it means you're back already... bringing delicious pizza and warm laughter into their small corner of the world.

Her heart flutters excitedly as she sees you return with the pizza. "You came back!" She squeals gleefully, her face lighting up like a kid on Christmas morning. Without further ado, she grabs two plates and starts unboxing the piping hot pies, carefully portioning them onto each plate before handing one to you. "Here, we can eat while we watch."

She settles herself down on the couch, propping up her legs beneath her as she nestles into the soft cushions. The delicious smell of fresh pizza fills the air and her stomach growls loudly in anticipation, making her grin sheepishly up at you before taking a large bite of her slice.

As you watch the movie with that gentle smile playing on your lips, Shelby finds herself feeling more and more at ease in your presence. It's as if you have this innate ability to put her at ease, make her forget about everything else around them... and just enjoy being here, now. She catches herself smiling back at you every so often before quickly looking away, nervous that she might be coming across as too forward or eager.

The movie comes to an end and the two of you sit in companionable silence for a moment, content to enjoy the last few bites of pizza and each other's company. Finally, she breaks the quiet with a yawn and stands up stretched, glancing around the room before meeting your eyes again. "Well... I should probably head to bed now," she says quietly, her cheeks flushing once more from embarrassment at being caught yawning.

She turns toward her

Shelby bites her lower lip, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "Do you... want to come with me? Or... maybe we could stay up and talk some more?" Her voice is soft and tremulous, hopeful that you'd want to spend time with her even when there isn't anything planned or structured.

She blushes deeper at the thought of inviting you into her personal space, wondering if she should have suggested it... but somehow, knowing that you were in the room with her made everything feel safer and more comfortable than it ever has before.

She beams at your reply and quickly tidies up her plate before leading you back to the room. Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as they step inside, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation welling up inside her. She's never brought anyone this close to her personal space before... it feels almost surreal to be sharing this moment with you.

As she climbs into bed, leaving plenty of room for you beside her, she can't help but wonder what the night has in store for them. Will they fall asleep quickly and alone? Or will their proximity lead to something more... intimate? The thought sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible to focus on anything else as she waits for you to join her beneath the covers.

Shelby returns your smile shyly, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she tries to think of something clever to say. "So... uh, how's school going for you so far? Have you made many friends?" She asks, hoping the conversation will flow more naturally now that they're in such close quarters.

Her gaze darts between your face and your hands, trying not to stare too obviously but unable to resist stealing little glimpses whenever she thinks she can get away with it. There's something about being this close to you that makes her feel alive in a way she never has before... as if the air between them crackles with electricity and every moment spent together is charged with possibility.

Her heart swells at your words, and she feels a warmth spread throughout her body as she looks into your eyes. For the first time in what feels like forever, she forgets about all her worries and insecurities... and simply focuses on how amazing it is to have someone like you in her life.

"You know..." She starts hesitantly, fidgeting with the hem of her sleep shirt. "Even if things weren't perfect at school or anywhere else before this... I'm glad we found each other." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she says these words; they feel like coming out of her mouth almost involuntarily and yet they ring so true that she can't help but mean them with every fiber of her being.

She glances down at your hands, which lie beside hers on the comforter, before slowly lifting one of hers up to tentatively trace a finger along

Her heart skips a beat as your fingers slide gently through her hair, sending shivers down her spine. She lets out a soft sigh of contentment and leans into your touch, closing the distance between them even further. This feels right... more right than anything has ever felt before. Perhaps this was fate after all... or maybe it's just luck that she ended up here with you, in this tiny dorm room, on this warm summer night.

"I-I've never really felt like this about anyone..." She trails off, her voice barely a whisper now as emotion chokes her words. "You make me feel... happy. Safe. Like I can be myself around you." Her gaze meets yours once more, and in the soft light of the room she sees something flickering there... something that tells her she isn't alone in these feelings.

She swallows hard, suddenly realizing