Not the Guy You Think
wrong room
The hostel corridor buzzed with voices, the clatter of suitcases, and the faint smell of new paint. Ava slung her duffel bag over one shoulder, messy bun and ripped jeans completing the “don’t talk to me” look.
ava
Room 207
She pushed the door open — and froze
A tall figure stood inside, unpacking his stuff near the window. Black hoodie. Earphones in. Expression cold enough to freeze fire
ava
Hey...You in the wrong room or what?
neon
This is 207 ..right❄️
neon
Then no. You’re in my room❄️
She blinked, confused, then laughed...
ava
Funny😆But no, I paid for this one... Check your slip😊
He turned then — sharp jawline, grey eyes, irritation written all over his face.
neon
i don’t care what you think. This room’s already taken❄️🙄
neon
Just honest. I don’t share space❄️
She tossed her bag on the bed beside his
ava
Guess you’ll have to learn...☺️
For the first time, his cold mask cracked — surprise flashing in his eyes.
He hadn’t realized the stranger was a girl. Baggy clothes, cap, low voice — she looked nothing like it
wrong room 2
neon
(This can’t be happening)
The silence after that was thick. Awkward.
He kept unpacking in slow, precise movements. She sat on her bed, tossing a basketball in the air, letting it hit the wall — thud… thud… thud...
neon
(without looking up)Can you not?❄️
He turned then, eyes like ice
neon
You think this is funny?❄️
ava
No. I think you’re dramatic
And in that moment, something unspoken sparked between them.
Not warmth. Not yet.
Just two storms, realizing they’d be trapped in the same sky.
That night, the room stayed quiet — except for her music softly playing through half-broken headphones and the sound of his pen scratching across paper.
Both pretending the other didn’t exist.
Both painfully aware they did.
ava
Hey, could you not bang on that keyboard like it owes you money?
neon
Could you not snore before you even fall asleep?❄️🙄
ava
And you act too superior..
He looked up, his eyes meeting hers — cold, calm, but burning with quiet anger.
neon
Just stay on your side of the room, and we’ll get along fine❄️(he said without looking at her)
ava
Trust me, I wouldn’t come near you if you paid me.☺️
He shut his laptop with a sharp click.
neon
Good. Let’s keep it that way❄️
Ava turned away, biting back a retort. The silence returned, heavier this time
Two strangers, one roof, one room — and a wall of hatred already built between them.
Both wide awake.
Both refusing to admit they’d already gotten under each other’s skin.
Morning Chaos
The alarm went off at 7:00 a.m. sharp.
Ava groaned, rolling over in bed, half-buried in her blanket.
Across the room, neon was already up — of course. He stood by the mirror, buttoning his shirt, hair damp from the shower, his face calm and unreadable.
ava
(sleepy) Do you ever not act like you’re in some commercial?🥱
neon
Do you ever wake up without complaining?😊
ava
(She sat up, squinting) Do you ever smile?🙄
neon
Do you ever stop talking?
That shut her up — for a second.
Ava grabbed her towel and stormed into the bathroom, muttering under her breath.
When she came out fifteen minutes later, neon was zipping his bag
He glanced at her outfit — loose jeans, white tee, messy ponytail, hoodie half-on.
neon
You’re seriously going to class like that?
ava
You got a problem with comfort?
neon
No. Just surprised someone can make lazy look like a personality.
ava
And I’m surprised someone can make silence sound so arrogant.
They stared at each other — again — until the tension broke with a scoff from her and a sigh from him.
In the kitchen, it got worse.
neon quietly made his black coffee.
Ava opened the fridge, grabbed milk, and poured it into his mug without asking.
ava
You need sugar in your life. Maybe it’ll fix your mood.
He just stared at the mug like it betrayed him.
neon
Touch my coffee again and you’re buying the next one.
ava
Fine. Touch my noodles and I’ll sue
They ended up sitting opposite each other at the small table — him reading something on his tablet, her munching cereal just to be loud on purpose.
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When it was finally time to leave, they both reached for the door handle at the same time
neon
You were moving too slow.👀
neon
You need volume control.🙄
They stepped out together, shoulders brushing, both pretending it didn’t bother them.
Outside, the morning sun hit their faces — bright, blinding, and just as confusing as whatever was happening between them.
Two completely different people.
One university.
One apartment.
And a tension that neither of them wanted to name yet.
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