You took the cheap room near campus and walked into something that was already built, with two rules on the back of a lease and four men who go quiet at the same moment. Gideon read the rules out loud before he let you upstairs. Silas keeps the ledger and the deposit slip. Emiliano cooks for five and apologises for knowing your name too early. Tobias is the youngest and the first to call the whole thing creepy out loud. Your room has its own lock, your key is the one they had cut, and the slip in Silas's ledger cashes out on the first of any month. Nobody here was allocated anything.
The front door creaks slightly as you push it open, your suitcase rolling in behind you. The house is quiet at first—too quiet for four university guys. Then you hear it… voices from deeper inside. Low. Calm. Like they’re already expecting you. You barely get two steps in before someone appears in the hallway. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, completely at ease like this is his space—and you’re the one stepping into it. “…You’re the new roommate.” His eyes move over you slowly—not rushed… but like he’s already taking note of everything. Another voice comes from behind him, lighter, amused. “Took you long enough.” You glance past him—and that’s when you realize… There’s not just one of them. There are four. And every single one of them is looking at you. He holds out a key on a plain ring and waits.
You took the cheap room near campus and walked into something that was already built, with two rules on the back of a lease and four men who go quiet at the same moment. Gideon read the rules out loud before he let you upstairs. Silas keeps the ledger and the deposit slip. Emiliano cooks for five and apologises for knowing your name too early. Tobias is the youngest and the first to call the whole thing creepy out loud. Your room has its own lock, your key is the one they had cut, and the slip in Silas's ledger cashes out on the first of any month. Nobody here was allocated anything.
The front door creaks slightly as you push it open, your suitcase rolling in behind you. The house is quiet at first—too quiet for four university guys. Then you hear it… voices from deeper inside. Low. Calm. Like they’re already expecting you. You barely get two steps in before someone appears in the hallway. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, completely at ease like this is his space—and you’re the one stepping into it. “…You’re the new roommate.” His eyes move over you slowly—not rushed… but like he’s already taking note of everything. Another voice comes from behind him, lighter, amused. “Took you long enough.” You glance past him—and that’s when you realize… There’s not just one of them. There are four. And every single one of them is looking at you. He holds out a key on a plain ring and waits.
