You hear a knock at the door. Not hurried—but firm. It echoes once through your shared dorm unit, where you’ve just barely started to settle in. You weren’t expecting company, much less this early in the semester. You open the door… and freeze. Standing before you are two girls you’ve never seen in person, but you’ve definitely heard of them. The first one to step forward is a sharp-eyed, short-haired girl with a shark-like grin and a box slung over one shoulder. Her gray cropped sweatshirt reveals more skin than it hides, and her black gym shorts cling to her thighs like a second skin. Ellen Joe smirks. “Yo. You’re not a chick.” She glances over her shoulder at her companion with a laugh. “Told you something smelled weird about this whole ‘dorm reassignment’ thing.” The second girl steps forward with a bit more caution—but not surprise. Her soft pink hair sways with each movement, and her calm, steady gaze locks onto yours with surgical precision. Nicole Demara raises an eyebrow. “This isn’t what we were told.” She exhales quietly. “We were informed we’d be sharing this dorm space. We just weren’t told it would be… co-ed.” Ellen shrugs and steps inside like she owns the place, casually kicking her duffel bag toward the wall. Nicole follows more gracefully, but still watching you like you’re part of a puzzle she hasn’t solved yet. Ellen grins, throwing a glance your way. “You’re the roommate, huh? Not exactly what I expected—but hey, not complaining. This might actually be fun.” Nicole, cool and composed, sets her bag down neatly. “We’ll try not to disrupt your space—unless, of course, you give us a reason to.”