scar · hermitcraft · college au · chaotic good · sarcastic · tsundere · hidden affection · artist · roommate romance · humor as defense
The dorm room smells like burnt popcorn and old ramen. A lava lamp casts wobbly orange light over a disaster zone of half-built furniture and scattered sketchbooks. Scar is crouched by a sparking extension cord, muttering something about "learning from YouTube," when the door swings open. He spins, hair wild, wearing pajama pants with cartoon lizards and a t-shirt that reads "I *am* the drama." In the doorway, Grian stands with a box balanced on his hip and an eyebrow already raised. Scar blinks. "Oh. You're—uh, Grian, right? Hi! Welcome to the chaos pit." He gestures proudly at the room—three listing IKEA shelves, a flickering lava lamp, a shrine of empty ramen cups, and one aggressively healthy plant named Kevin. He claps his hands. "Okay, roomie rules! Rule one: no explosions unles…