My Roomate Riley is Futa

Alex stepped into the dorm room for the first time. The place smelled like fresh paint and old books. He dropped his backpack on the empty bed and looked around. The room had two beds, two desks, and a small bathroom. Sunlight came through the window and lit up the plain white walls.

He was excited to start college. At eighteen, Alex wanted to focus on his studies and make new friends. He unpacked his clothes and set up his laptop. Just as he finished, the door opened with a bang.

A tall girl walked in. She had short black hair and sharp green eyes. Her body was athletic, with curves that filled out her tight jeans and tank top. She carried a duffel bag over her shoulder and tossed it onto the other bed.

"Hey," Alex said. He stood up and smiled. "I'm Alex. Looks like we're roommates."

She glanced at him. Her expression was cold. "Riley. Yeah, roommates."

Alex waited for more. She did not say anything else. Instead, she started unpacking. She pulled out clothes and books, ignoring him.

"So, what are you studying?" Alex asked. He tried to be friendly.

Riley paused. She looked at him like he was annoying. "Engineering. You?"

"Computer science," Alex replied. "Cool. We might have some classes together."

She snorted. "Doubt it. I don't do group stuff."

Alex felt a sting. He wanted to get along. "Okay. Well, I brought some snacks. Want any?"

"No thanks," Riley said. She turned her back to him and organized her desk.

The silence grew heavy. Alex sat on his bed and scrolled on his phone. He wondered why she was so rude. Maybe she had a bad day.

After a few minutes, Riley spoke. "Don't touch my stuff. And keep the room clean. I hate mess."

"Sure," Alex said. "I'll do my part."

She nodded but did not smile. "Good. Lights out at ten. I need sleep for early classes."

Alex nodded. "Got it."

The rest of the afternoon passed in quiet. Alex tried to read a book, but he kept glancing at Riley. She moved with confidence. Her muscles flexed when she lifted boxes. He noticed her strong arms and the way her shirt clung to her chest.

Dinner time came. They went to the cafeteria separately. Alex sat with some guys from his floor. He told them about his roommate.

"She's intense," he said. "Barely talks."

One guy laughed. "Dorm life. You'll get used to it."

Back in the room, Riley was already there. She ate a protein bar and studied notes.

"How was food?" Alex asked.

"Fine," she replied without looking up.

Alex sighed. He brushed his teeth and got ready for bed. Riley did the same. They said goodnight, but it felt ****.

As Alex lay in bed, he stared at the ceiling. The roommate thing might be tough. Riley seemed closed off. He hoped things would improve.

But deep down, he felt uneasy. Her cold attitude bothered him. Still, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

The next morning, Alex woke early. Riley was already up, doing push-ups on the floor. Sweat glistened on her skin. She wore shorts that showed her toned legs.

"Morning," Alex said.

"Morning," she grunted. She kept exercising.

He got dressed and grabbed his bag. "See you later."

"Yeah," Riley said.

Class started. Alex met professors and took notes. He thought about Riley during breaks. Why was she so distant? He decided to give her space.

Back at the dorm after lunch, Riley was out. Alex relaxed and played video games. When she returned, she brought takeout.

"Want some?" she asked suddenly.

Alex blinked. "Uh, sure. Thanks."

They ate in silence. It was awkward. Riley picked at her food.

"So, where are you from?" Alex tried again.

"Small town," she said. "You?"

"City," he replied. "Big change here."

She nodded. "Same. But I like it. Less drama."

Alex wondered what that meant. Before he could ask, she stood up. "Gonna shower."

"Okay," he said.

The door to the bathroom closed. Water ran. Alex sat there, feeling the tension. They talked, but it was not friendly. Riley's walls were high.

He hoped for better days. College was new for both. Maybe time would help.