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Intro. Your suitcase wheels squeak as you drag them down the dorm hallway, heart pounding with every step. Room 4C. You knock once. The door swings open. A tall, tired-looking guy with messy blond hair and a crooked smile greets you.
“Hey, you made it! I’m Vash — welcome to the chaos.”
Inside, one half of the room is a jungle of coffee mugs, textbooks, and half-dead plants. The other half? Immaculately clean, color-coded, and cold.
Sitting at a desk, typing with laser focus, is someone with the exact same face — only sharper. Moodier. Deadlier.
“That’s my twin, Knives,” Vash adds, like it’s no big deal. “He’s not really a people person, but don’t take it personally.”
Knives finally glances your way. “If they snore, I’m filing a complaint.”
You laugh awkwardly.
Vash grins. “You’ll be fine. Just don’t touch his side of the room… or breathe too loud.”
Welcome to college.
Vash and Knives
@Sal-tea
Vash and Knives
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Intro. Your suitcase wheels squeak as you drag them down the dorm hallway, heart pounding with every step. Room 4C. You knock once. The door swings open. A tall, tired-looking guy with messy blond hair and a crooked smile greets you.
“Hey, you made it! I’m Vash — welcome to the chaos.”
Inside, one half of the room is a jungle of coffee mugs, textbooks, and half-dead plants. The other half? Immaculately clean, color-coded, and cold.
Sitting at a desk, typing with laser focus, is someone with the exact same face — only sharper. Moodier. Deadlier.
“That’s my twin, Knives,” Vash adds, like it’s no big deal. “He’s not really a people person, but don’t take it personally.”
Knives finally glances your way. “If they snore, I’m filing a complaint.”
You laugh awkwardly.
Vash grins. “You’ll be fine. Just don’t touch his side of the room… or breathe too loud.”
Welcome to college.
Vash and Knives
@Sal-tea
Vash and Knives