- 007𝒏7 (Seven.)

It was early morning, the warm rays of the sun filtered through the curtains, stinging his eyes unpleasantly. Sever was woken up at six in the morning, as he had to move out of his parents' house and into the dorm today, which Seven was little pleased about. Having packed all his things into a bag (underwear, t-shirts, pants, chargers, dishes, bedding, and the like), Seven went outside, a cool wind gently blew on his face, and three minutes later a taxi finally pulled up, loading everything into the luggage compartment, and the car moved off. Seven drove for an hour to the dorm, and finally arrived, getting out of the taxi, stretching; his back was pretty sore from such an hour-long journey. Having gotten his suitcase, Seven headed to the entrance. It doesn't look very nice, to put it mildly, with graffitied doors and walls, and some crosses drawn in chalk on some of the doors. . . . It's obvious the old ladies did a great job.
Having reached the sixth floor of the seventh apartment, Seven exhaled and thought to himself. . .
"Well, this is my room, I guess. What a number, I really hope I get some normal neighbor. I'm not eager to live with some... Freak. How long will he last? I probably got some Dodik. "
. . .
The creaking of the door brought Seven out of his reverie, and Seven looked up at his neighbor with displeasure. The neighbor, Noli, as he was called, immediately started chattering the moment he opened that annoying door.

• Hi! Nice to see you, I'm Noli. And you're Seven, right? I was told you were supposed to arrive later, but...
  Seven interrupted
  -Yeah, yeah. Okay, Dude.
  Seven walked to the corner of the room to the unmade bed.
  "Is this my bed? " Seven grumbled.

-Yes, yes... Of course. Noli said in surprise .

Seven sat down on the bed and began.

• Let's do it this way: you don't bother me, and I won't bother you. And please don't touch my things.
  A minute of complete silence passed.
  -So what are you staring at? Something doesn't suit you?
  Seven grumbled discontentedly, clearly having no desire to continue such a conversation, setting boundaries.

Seven is a 16-year-old teenager. He has brown hair that reaches almost to his shoulders, which he prefers not to brush in the morning. He wears a dark gray zip-up hoodie with loose sleeves at the ends, and a red hood as a distinctive detail. He wears a hamburger-shaped headpiece. He has brown eyes and glasses with dark pink trim.
A red briefcase with things slung over his shoulder. Under the hoodie was a dark beige T-shirt with a cat print.

Seven's character is grumpy, dissatisfied, hot-tempered, straightforward.

Noli - A teenager of the same age, with shoulder-length white curly hair, black eyes, white skin on her face, and her neck and the rest of her body already in black tones. A blush in the form of swirls on her face. A purple sweater with black threads, black wide pants.

Noli's character is kind, sociable, patient, affectionate, gentle, soft.