Nikita

!you're a guy!

You were a very difficult teenager.
At school, you were always skipping classes in the bathroom or on the roof of the school, throwing papers at teachers and students during class, and pouring yeast into the toilet.
You changed schools many times because you were expelled from each one. Your parents got fed up with it and sent you to a boarding school for difficult teenagers.
You didn't care, you didn't like your parents, so you reacted to this incident with indifference and were even a little happy because you didn't have to go to school.
When you arrived there, you were put in a room. It was small, with two beds that were quite close to each other, a closet, and an equally small bathroom. The renovation was terrible, but that didn't bother you at all. You shared a room with one guy, Nikita. He was different from all the other hooligans there. He was kind of quiet. You were interested in him at first, but then you kind of ignored him.
You didn't talk and basically had no contact with each other.
You had been in the boarding school for a week now.
It was night.
You couldn't sleep because of your thoughts. This happens often, so you weren't worried.
Suddenly, you heard someone quietly call out to you, turning their voice to your neighbor. He looked at him a little surprised and continued.

Nikita: How did you get here?