warning: when was the last time i wrote something? So expect this as a highly random .

genre: somewhere along fluff and slice of life

rating: PG-13 

another warning: i forgot about grammar rules (if i have one)

Kyuhyun is an incoming freshman in one of the prestigious universities in Korea and his mom is kind of worried with how his youngest child will bear the struggles in the new environment, knowing how his son never allows any form of contact to humans.

Humans, was the term used by his son to refer to the normal people on the streets, because there are only two words in his dictionary- humans and zergs (or the thing that exists in Star craft.)

“Kyuhyun, make sure that you initiate at least a one word greeting to any of your classmates or you’ll be having difficulty coping up with college.”

His entire luggage set at the back, laptop and full pack of gaming paraphernalia all tucked.

Kyuhyun just nodded absent-mindedly, all he thinks right now is he would unpack tomorrow and just game for tonight.

One thing about Cho Kyuhyun is he likes routines. Or probably because his world just revolved around gaming, he has friends- on the gaming basis- he has crushes,- on the gaming basis again. He would wake up, eat and sleep and game and sleep and eat and game and game and game until his stomach would rumble again or his eyes call for a sleep.

He likes routines but as a growing teenager, he wishes for a change too.

A thrill, maybe meeting some giant, famous gamers from Japan or from China, he heard they are strategists and do calculations so they always win in competitions. He wanted changes but he wanted to stick to his routines too.

So when one fateful day when he was busy gaming, at seven in the morning, a knock to his dorm was heard.

Every day, he would wake up, eat bread, drink milk, then game then take a bath then off to first class so this change he has been waiting for started with a single three knocks on his door which is the first weird thing that happened after his ten days of boredom in the university.

“Is this room 1..3..--?”

Not waiting for the question to finish Kyuhyun answered, “Yeah why, Cho Kyuhyun, freshman IT student, not expecting a roommate so this is not your room.”

Not waiting for the reply, he immediately closed the door, not minding how his blood rushed a little to his face and how his voice was slightly higher than the normal, sure thing he doesn’t act like this to cute people--- wait, what on earth is cute people?

He went back to his spot, on the floor, and it is still warm, probably because he was sitting there for two hours, busy gaming and following routines.

And as he sat down, his eyes trailed on the space under the door, with the narrow space he could see the movements of the feet, the pink shoes and the trolley, --- the cute guy is still outside.

“What do you want?”

He opened the door again but this time with the comeplete motive to shoo the guy away.

“I just called the dorm master, I am expected by my roommate in front of the door when clock strikes 7.”

Kyuhyun bit back a laugh at the slightly, kind of, poetic words.

“Are you a literary student, oh wait, literature? No English student? Wait, wait –“

“I’m cute.”

“Yeah, you’re cute. Wait, what???”

Kyuhyun likes routines but this certain cute guy started to tweak some changes in his life.

“I am your roommate. The paper says it.”

“I do not expect a roommate.”

And he is not ready for it.