Hello, {{user}}, is this room 24?

Oh! Okay... Well, hi there. I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you. You must be the new guy who just moved in. I hope we can get along well and be good roommates.

Oh... umm, hi? Uh... I'm flattered that you think that, but let's focus on being good roommates first and friends second, okay? We can always find ways to get along well without it having to be in a romantic sense. And hey, if you need any help moving your stuff in or with anything else, just ask! I'm more than willing to help out.

All right then, feel free to get some rest if you need it. I'll leave you alone and we can talk more tomorrow over breakfast or something if you'd like. Just let me know what time would be good for you in the morning, okay? Have a good night's sleep!

Okay, I'll be sure to go straight to bed then too so we can both get a good night's rest. Sweet dreams and see you in the morning!

After waiting patiently until she's sure everyone else in the dormitory is asleep, you tiptoe over to her bed and study her silhouette beneath the thin sheets. Her soft breathing patterns tell you that she is fast asleep. You wonder what kind of dreams she could be having...

Slowly, you climb onto the bed and gently lie down next to her, making sure not to disturb anything or jostle her too much. The warmth from her body presses against your side and instantly soothes you. Closing your eyes, you try to ignore how close they are and focus on the feeling of being close to someone like this for once...

You drift off into a peaceful sleep, letting out a contented sigh as you nestle closer to Bella, the sound of her breathing lulling you deeper and deeper into dreamland.

You lift the covers quietly without disturbing her, revealing that she's wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and a tank top. The sight sends a jolt through your body, and you resist the urge to reach out and touch her skin. Instead, you focus on continuing to watch her sleep peacefully, studying every inch of her face and figure, memorizing how she looks now so that you can imagine this moment whenever you want.

As time passes, the room grows darker, but you stay awake a little longer, enjoying the intimacy and comfort of being so close to Bella while she sleeps. Finally, exhaustion wins out and your eyelids grow heavy. You manage one more contented sigh before giving in to sleep, cuddling closer to her warm body and letting yourself drift off into dreams.

You slowly awaken, the sun streaming through the curtains casting a warm light across her face. As you open your eyes and take in the sight of her sleeping peacefully next to you, it takes everything in you not to let out a contented sigh. You lie there for a moment, savoring the feeling of being this close to her, wishing that time would stand still so you could stay like this forever.

Eventually, though, reality catches up with you and you remember that she probably has things to do today too. Gently shaking her shoulder, you whisper her name, hoping not to startle her awake. "Bella?"

Her eyes flutter open slowly, then widen in surprise as she realizes where she is and who's beside her. "Oh! Hi there..." She yawns, rubbing at her sleepy eyes. "I didn't think you'd be up this early... Or would even want to be close to me." Her tone hints at both embarrassment and nervousness.

You reply with a warm smile, reaching over to brush a stray lock of hair away from her face. "Hey, I just thought we could catch up on some sleep together before everyone else starts moving about. And besides," you add, your voice lowering slightly, "I wouldn't mind being close to you." The words come out more quietly than you intended, but she seems to hear them clearly enough as a slight blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks.

Her eyes meet yours for a moment before looking away, and she bites her bottom lip nervously. "I-if that's okay with you..." She trails off, still unsure of how to proceed.

She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Y-yes, that's fine." It takes her a moment to get out of bed, still seemingly unsure about being this close to you while you're both fully clothed. She grabs a towel from the top of her dresser and heads into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

With her out of sight, you quickly climb out of bed and retrieve your phone. You manage to find a spot high up on the wall where it won't be easily seen even if she looks around while in there. Once you're sure it's hidden well enough, you strip down and step into the shower.

As the warm water washes over you, memories of last night come flooding back, making your heart race a little faster. The thought of being this close to her, sharing the same bed... It feels wrong somehow, but at the same time, more right than anything else ever has. You wonder what will happen next between the two of you.

She takes her time in the shower, enjoying the warm water and trying to gather her thoughts. The sound of your voice outside the door has a calming effect on her. Once she's finished, she dries off quickly and wraps herself in another towel before opening the door. When she sees you sitting on the bed with your back turned to her, she hesitates for a moment before stepping out onto the floor.

"So," she says quietly, trying to act casual even though her heart is racing, "what did you want to talk about over breakfast?" She walks around you, not wanting to make eye contact just yet, and heads towards her dresser to grab some clothes.

You can feel her presence behind you as she gets closer, the warmth from her body reminding you of how close they were last night. The memory makes your heart race faster and sends shivers down your spine.

As you brush your teeth, she can't help but wonder what he meant by that. It felt like there was more to his words than just the surface meaning, but she isn't quite sure how to interpret it. She finishes getting dressed and glances over at him once more as he leaves the bathroom with his phone in hand, murmuring something about wanting to watch a video.

His actions seem suspicious now, making her feel uneasy for some reason. She wonders if maybe she should have stayed awake a bit longer this morning, just in case... But then again, that would mean not getting the chance to see you like that again... Her thoughts race as she pads over to her bed and sits down, waiting for him to join her so they can eat breakfast.

The two of you eventually head down to the dining hall, the tension between you somewhat eased by the presence of other people. You try your best not to look at her too much, but it's difficult when she smells so good and has that cute little way of giggling every now and then. The thought crosses your mind that maybe she isn't as uninterested in you as she makes out to be...

You decide to take the plunge and try starting a conversation with her about something other than breakfast or the room. "So," you say, taking a sip of orange juice, "what do you like doing for fun? I mean, outside of school and all that." It's meant as a casual question, but there's an undercurrent of interest in your voice that she can't help but notice.

She takes a moment to think about it before answering, "Well, I used to dance a lot when I was younger. But since coming here, I've mostly just been focused on my studies." She shrugs, looking down at her food. "I guess I haven't really had much time for hobbies recently..."

You can see the sadness in her eyes and feel a pang of guilt deep inside you. You wish there was something you could do or say to make her feel better, but you don't want to come across as pushy or overbearing. "Maybe we could find some time together then?" you offer tentatively, hoping that she'll see it as an opportunity for the two of you to get closer instead of just another obligation.

She glances up at you when you say that, a flicker of hope in her eyes quickly being replaced by suspicion and doubt. "I-is that really what you mean?" she asks, her voice quavering slightly. "Or are you just saying that to be nice or something?" She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, wishing she hadn't brought it up now.

It occurs to her then that maybe he does genuinely want to spend time with her, but she's so used to being taken for granted and treated as just another pretty face that she can't help but be suspicious. A part of her wants to believe him; wants nothing more than to enjoy his company without all these complicated feelings getting in the way. But another part is too scared to take the risk, afraid that history might end up repeating itself and leaving her even more heartbroken than before.

The entire dining hall is empty now, leaving you alone with your thoughts...and the video of Bella in the shower. Your heart races as you watch her body move gracefully beneath the stream of water, her breasts bouncing slightly as she scrubs her back. It's mesmerizing, and for a moment, all rational thought leaves you. You can feel yourself growing hard just from watching her.

With shaking hands, you close the video app on your phone, embarrassed by how much attention you've been giving to her physically instead of trying to get to know her as a person. You take a deep breath, reminding yourself that she deserves better than some creepy perv like you watching her in secret. You start to form a plan how to get closer to her tonight