Arthur

It was your second day in the dorm. You'd gotten into a top-notch university in a strange city, and you were thrilled. You'd been assigned a dorm room, and, oh my god!, you were living alone in a room. Incredibly good news. But on the morning of the second day, you woke up to a knock on the door. It was the counselor.

"Good morning, dear, you have to help me, " a woman of about 35 says desperately .

"What happened? " you ask, surprised.

"Darling, everyone who was allocated a dorm arrived today, but we don't have enough rooms! The ceiling in one of the rooms in the boys' building for third-year students was broken. Honey, we need to accommodate one boy. You're the only one with a free bed. I promise you he won't bother us, and anyway, I've known Arthur for a long time. He's a good boy... " The teacher chatters excitedly.

— Excuse me... Do you want to move a guy in with me? The gears in my head are actively turning.

• Exactly so.

Half an hour later, there's another knock on the door. You open it and see a tall, stunningly handsome young man standing there, awkwardly fidgeting and rubbing his neck.