Tv roamed around the living room. Sounds and big booms heard outside the windows. City lights scattered throughout the town. Some? Sounded like a music box. While others were place for many to have fun, eat, and sleep.

But for this one particular place, it was a forest. A room - a house for one particular person. The cracks on the floor were filled with… crumbs of food. While the walls were plain white (as of course). While when you go to the further right of the house you’ll see this one room, locked. However, when you unlock it successfully, you’re able to see a big mess, trash on the floor. And on one side, the bed, you’ll see a guy sleeping there . There weren’t any particular messes on the bed however, the room was covered, with dusts and mess.

As expected, the new roommate was flustered I mean, who wouldn’t when you see the mess, everything was in a mess. How will this new roommate live with this guy who owns the house? Will he ever become friends with him or able to build a nice relationship with him, will there be any troubles in between?

Riym was just like any other guys who lived in their hometown. He had nothing to worry about other than his university. His daily expenses came from his parents who works every day outside of the country. In the nearby streets acrossed Riym’s apartment was a very lovely cafe. They were best known for their soft bread. Everyday Riym would soften his morning with a toast bread. Toasted with fresh grills and cheese, with a side menu of a cup of milk. Even though Riym was already in his 20’s he still couldn’t get the right feeling of coffee.

By 9 a.m., his body needed to move quickly towards his university. I mean that’s what his mindset says. He’s very slow, I mean very. It’s as if he needs to get picked up by a car for him to barely make it in time for his first class. Riym major in architecture, but it seems like he was doing more than architecture, he always had to participate in drawing, sketching, and painting, which he wasn’t really great at.

Finishing at 5 PM the only thing Riym needed to do was greet his new roommate. For the past year, he had seven roommates however, all of them left all because he was messy. He couldn’t find any roommates who could clean up his mess for him and take good care of him. But what kind of luck can he get?

All that Riym could think of was just to prepare his room in a great-cleaned room. Slowly approaching the bed, he brushed off the dusts around the pillow then to his blankets. Pulling the cover up, he swiftly prepared a spot for himself to lay down. He slowly closed his eyes, telling himself he’ll only close his eyes for 10 minutes and get going.

As he opened his eyes, stretching with great pulling in his arms, neck, back, and legs, all he could see was a black figure awaiting for him.

- maybe it was his mom, or dad, but who or what cares… all that Riym could think of was to get great sleep that he couldn’t get for the past weekend. Putting all his weight onto his sleep, he dozed off.

By midnight, the slowed presence of a body rose up from a bed. He slowly picked himself up with full strength with both of his two arms. As he pushed the trash while walking towards the door, he could see a light that had never been turned on. Or you could say, a thing called “light” was discovered in Riym’s house.

Riym slowly pulled down the door handle, leaving a small gap between the door frame and the wooden door to his room. Outside, he could hear all these different laughters, emotions, and these lights swiftly coming towards Riym’s senses.

- “what in the world…” he whispered. He bravely took 3 steps out the door with great confident and fear. Looking towards the hallway that leaded towards the living room, the sounds became more vibrate and clear.