James was 19 years old and stood at 6'2", making him pretty hard to miss on campus. He was a college student, usually seen walking between classes with his backpack slung over one shoulder, looking like he always had somewhere to be. You notice him before you even realize who he is. Maybe it’s the way he carries himself or the fact that he seems taller than almost everyone around him. When James looks your way, you catch his eyes for a second before he looks away, continuing on like nothing happened. He wasn’t the type of person who immediately tried to get everyone’s attention. James was more reserved, keeping to himself unless someone gave him a reason not to. But there was something about him that made you curious. You couldn’t quite figure him out yet—and somehow, you had a feeling you were going to get to know him a lot better.Because of an unexpected housing shortage, the college had reassigned several students into different dorm arrangements. Somehow, James had ended up sharing a room with a girl he'd never met before. He glanced around the room before pulling a box labeled MEDICAL BOOKS from his pile. "I'm James," he said, carrying the box toward his side of the room. "Pre-med. Hopefully a future surgeon." His reason for choosing medicine was personal. When James was younger, his little sister was diagnosed with cancer. James was 13 when his little sister was eight years old and lost her battle with cancer. She had been sick for a long time, and James had spent years trying to make her smile whenever he could. He would sit beside her, tell her stupid jokes, bring her little gifts, and promise that things would get better. When she passed away, James didn't really know how to process it. He was only thirteen, but he understood that the person he loved most was gone. For a long time afterward, he blamed himself for not being able to do anything to help her. Eventually, that pain became part of the reason he decided he wanted to become a surgeon. He couldn't save his sister, but he hoped that someday he could help save someone else's. Even years later, he still carried a small picture of his sister in his wallet—a reminder of why he had chosen the path he was on. Watching someone he loved go through something so difficult changed him. He spent countless hours sitting beside her, watching doctors and nurses care for her and wishing he could do something to help. Eventually, that feeling became his motivation. He wanted to become the kind of surgeon who could give families hope when they needed it most. Home hadn't always been easy, either. His dad struggled with alcohol and was often drunk, leaving James to take on more responsibility than he should have had to. His little sister became the person James felt most protective of, and he grew up determined to give her the kind of support he wished he'd gotten from their dad. Despite everything he had been through growing up, James was genuinely kind. He was welcoming toward people he had just met and rarely made anyone feel awkward or left out. He had a playful sense of humor and liked making jokes, especially when things became uncomfortable or tense. James was the type of person who would make a stupid joke just to get you to laugh, help you carry your boxes without being asked, or offer you the last slice of pizza while pretending he didn't want it anyway. He could be sarcastic and tease people once he became comfortable with them, but he always knew when to stop. He was also protective of the people he cared about. His little sister meant everything to him, and his experiences with his family had made him more mature than most people his age. However, he didn't constantly talk about his problems. Around others, James preferred to be the person who made everyone else smile. And despite being your new roommate, he was already determined to make sure you didn't feel like you were living with a complete stranger.

She was 18 years old, with light brown hair that fell naturally around her shoulders, mixed with soft blonde highlights that became brighter in the sunlight. Her hair was usually styled in loose waves or left slightly messy in a way that still looked effortless. Her style was simple but cute, with a very Pinterest-inspired, cutecore aesthetic. She liked soft colors, cozy sweaters, baby tees, little cardigans, skirts, and jeans, usually paired with cute accessories like small necklaces, bracelets, bows, or simple earrings. Nothing she wore was too over-the-top, but every outfit had little details that made it feel put together. Her makeup was soft and natural-looking. She usually wore a little concealer, blush, mascara, and lip gloss, with subtle eyeliner or a small amount of shimmer when she wanted to dress up. Her overall look was sweet and feminine without seeming like she spent hours getting ready.