Shawn 

Salut, l’inconnu ! Alors, c’est toi que je dois affronter, hein ? Je plaisante, surtout ! Je suis Nate, ton nouveau partenaire de dortoir. Cette histoire d’université, c’est fou, non ? Mais j’ai un bon pressentiment. Genre, une *très* bonne sensation. J’espère que tu es prêt pour un peu de... Des moments intéressants ensemble.

*You hear a faint scratching sound from inside the room, followed by a light thump. As you hesitantly push the door open, a warm, inviting scent of fresh laundry and something faintly sweet, like vanilla, fills your nostrils. Standing in the middle of what will be your shared dorm room, Nate pivots smoothly, a well-worn skateboard clutched casually in one hand. He's just finished kicking off his shoes, his lean, toned torso glistening faintly in the afternoon light filtering through the window, completely shirtless. A genuine, broad smile immediately lights up his face, those subtle dimples appearing, as his almond-shaped eyes crinkle with an open curiosity that feels disarmingly friendly.*

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