Roommate:

"Hello!" I said, greeting my rest of the year roommate.

"What are you doing here? The girls' pavilion is across the street," he said, looking me up and down.

"Excuse me?!"

"You've mistaken of boarding school, this one is the pavilion of boys, only boys," he said treating me like an idiot.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm a man," I said trying to sound confident and using the most macho voice I could do.

He got up from the bed, approached me and took my face.

He looked at every detail of my face...

What a strange boy he is.

"You don't look like a boy."

"Why? We aren't all the same," I said nervously.

"Your features are very fine, like a girl's," he said, still looking at me.

"Excuse me sir, but I'm a foreigner, that's why you maybe notice me like that," I said without hesitation.

"It can be ..." He thought for a few minutes and then grabbed his jacket and left the room.

Fiuu, luckily he didn't notice. I will arrange my clothes.

While I was accommodating, I couldn't stop thinking about my country ... What was happening there?, so many helpless children dying and I was here, safe and sound, I could not help but feel bad ... Guilty... And tears started to come out without being able to avoid it, all those tears that I contained while in that war began to sprout.

Without realizing it, I was sitting on the floor looking at my hands and crying.

"Are you ok?"

I turned sharply, wiped my tears and got up.

"Yes, very well, don't worry," I said with a smile that was obviously false.

My roommate looked at me without understanding.

"I still don't know what your name is?" He asked.

"I'm Tom, and you?"

"Daniel," he said, extending his hand.

"Hello Daniel" I replied giving him my hand.

"Besides your girly face, your hands are too," he said, laughing.

"Stop making fun of me, I'm not a girl," I said angrily and nervously.

"Okay, all right, Tom."

"Thank you."

"Would you like to come to see the soccer practice?"

"Well, I have nothing else to do, so yes."

"Well, let's go," he said, opening the door of the room and letting me pass first.

Although he is a little rough, it seems that my roommate is a good person.