Soo Yoon had been struggling to get her two boxes of books and the mini fridge on the dolly behind her to her dorm when he came up in front of her, smiling. He was wearing a tank top, skinny jeans, and backpack. She knew she wouldn’t like him for long. He was handsome and that smirk rested on his lips a little too easily. “Those look heavy. You want some help?” He asked and she smiled, nodding. Maybe he was just cursed with that face.

He walked past her and picked up the mini fridge, smiling. “Put those on the dolly.” He said and she obeyed, pulling her books behind her.  “So, what number are you?” He asked, shifting the fridge.

“I’m 115.” Soo Yoon said, turning down a hallway. He followed her and placed the fridge against the wall. She frowned at the bed and sighed. “Maybe one day I’ll figure out how to adjust this bed.” She said, kicking one of the posts.

“Well, I’m all moved in, next door, so I can help if you like.” He offered, kneeling and looking at the bed. “I’ll move it up for you.” He started without waiting and she laughed.

“It’s alright, really. I only have a few more things and you have a few fans waiting.” She said, pointing out