Hi everyone! This is my first fic ever so let me know what you think. I plan on keeping it running for a while so let me know what you think. I've been reading SM fic for way too long now and finally decided to contribute something.

Notes

The first 14 chapters were written and update daily so any plot flaws are a combination of speed and my lack of writing experience. I apologize in advance. If you find any please let me know and I'll try my best to fix it.

Also basic legal stuff, I don't own SM, the chapters are a work of fiction created by Naoko Takeuchi, anything beyond canon was thought of by me and does not reflect the actual characters.

All authors notes have been moved to their own chapter at the end.

Written Notations

"English speech"

'thought'

"Japanese speech"

-text message-

Now, without further ado, the story.

Moving Day

"Mina wake up and put your shoes on we're almost there."

"Why do I even have to go to college, there are so many famous artists who didn't go. By the time I get out of here I'll be too old for the industry anyway" Mina whined knowing her parents stopped listening years ago. Her dreams of becoming a famous singer has begun before she could remember. She had begged her parents for singing lessons in elementary school and now she believed she had finally made something of herself. Her voice teacher had praised her during her last lesson before college started saying that she might have a change to make it big. However while her voice coach believed she had talent her parents were set on getting her into the best college since "only those with degrees survive in this world" her father would say as he raised his chin over the top of his laptop to look at her though his reading glasses. She tried for years to tell them this is what she wanted and had no intentions to go to college her parents sights were set and unwavering.

After giving her father a few minutes on the off chance that he would respond she begrudgingly pulled her overpriced sneakers on and looked at the sprawling landscape just beyond the window. Hills rolled for miles only interrupted by a distinct tree line in the distance. The trees here were different as well. They were not as tropical, which made sense, she wasn't in the southwest anymore. The northeast was a sight to behold. The air was much cooler than she had expected and the scent of nature was pure. As she was told the state where her new school is located is called 'farm country'. Not really knowing what to expect she guessed this is what farm country is considered. Basically nothing but grass. She had never seen this part of the country before so the sights still fascinated her, however she would have much preferred the towering buildings, traffic jams, and pedestrian traffic of her hometown. Something about this place made it seem too calm for her. She was used to the celebrities parading across the city as paparazzi and fans trailed behind. A life she had dreamed for herself well, still dreams for herself. Going to college is just a slight hiccup in her master plan. She would be the one to show the industry that someone in their early twenties is not too old. Though she would have liked to have started now.

'I hope my roommate is nice, she could be the only saving grace in this dull place' she began to think about just how her new life at school so far away from home would unfold. She knew she had to make friends or at least gain some fans to keep her occupied. The easiest foreseeable option was to swoon her roommate into being her first fan and possible friend.

MUGEN UNIVERSITY

'I can't wait for the days I can just pay people to just move all these boxes for me.' Mina huffed as she pulled a particularly weighty box from the truck her father had hired to drive her belongings from their home since Mina and her father had flown. She huffed again once she finally relented to the painstaking task of dragging her belongings up to her new campus dorm. The first box was slightly smaller than the rest however it didn't hold back on giving her problems. Who would have thought that desk supplies could be such burden. The clean cardboard box was slipping from her grasp at every turn. Only once inside the elevator did she relax her already aching muscles. Upon arriving at the sixth floor she pushed the box along the ground until she reached her designated room.

'Okay, here goes nothing' she grabbed the key nestled in the deep crevices of her jacket pocket and slid it into the keyhole on the door labeled 604. Pushing open the door she couldn't help but wheeze from the strong lavender incense burning in the room. As she looked through teary eyes she saw an empty bed, desk, dresser and chair in her direct line of view.

'What the hell is this scent and where is it coming from? I have got to get this fixed before I die from asphyxiation' She walked over the desk unceremoniously dropping the box onto it causing the desk to shift and squeal from an excess of weight. Mina immediately covered her ears 'Great, I can't breathe or hear. For such a highly ranked university they sure have some shitty furniture. I could have packed my own from home.' The furniture was made from a dull colored wood that looked thoroughly worn from the multitude of students the university saw each year. The desk has a few names scratched into it and some burn marks. The chair has a cushion which has also probably been worn thin over the years. The dresser was pushed under the raised bed and sported a few more scratches on the surface. The bed was in the best shape of the four. The vinyl mattress looked uncomfortable yet clean. Good thing Mina had thought to bring a mattress topper or she would have to forgo sleep for the upcoming year.

After taking a few seconds to herself to recover from the extreme trauma she just endured she turned around only to notice an entire part of the room she has failed to see upon entering. While her part of the room was directly in front of the entrance the other half of the room was directly to the left, easily hidden behind the door to someone entering. As she took in the other side of the room she paid close attention the certain things that stood out to her. Lavish white silk sheets folded perfectly over the bed, a verdant bonsai tree trimmed to perfection, rows of foreign books lined on the shelf, a shiny black sheet draped over the chair, and the ever present incense burner next to the window filled her senses. As her initial shock wore off she thought about the scene in front of her. 'Silk sheets? Her parents must be rich. A bonsai tree? Aren't those popular in Asian culture? I guess it could be a hipster thing. What language are those books in? Korean? No, I think Korean has circles. Chinese is pretty boxy. I think it's Japanese. She can read in another language? Cool. A black sheet. The sheet is moving. Oh my god is that someone? … Crap, I'm staring at her staring at me.'

"Um, hi. I guess you're my roommate. I am… Uh. I'm Minako Aino but most people just call me Mina" she stumbled over her words as her new roommate continued to stare back with indifference. A few uncomfortable seconds passed where both girls looked at each other. Mina was almost sent into an immediate trance as she looked into the deep purple eyes of their beholder. Again she realized she was staring and broke herself out of the daze.

"Soooo, what's your name? I really hope that we can be friends," asked Mina trying to end the silence before it continued any longer and cover the fact she had once again been staring.

Just as Mina thought the girl was either deaf or mute she spoke in a low voice, "Gomen nasai."

"Huh? … … Okay well I'm going to get the rest of my stuff and then I'll be back," Mina almost tripped over herself running from the room.

'Oh my god. Oh no. This is going to be HORRIBLE! Was that even English? Does she even speak English? Shit.' Mina mentally chastised herself for being a fool back there. She didn't even know if that girl understood a word she had said. Although the worse option is if she did. She probably thought Mina was desperate for friends. Which in reality what college student isn't, apparently the one girl just embarrassed herself in front of. She seemed indifferent to the offered friendship. Mina had just barged in proclaiming her name and that she wanted to be friends without even reading into the other girl's personality. 'How am I supposed to be the charismatic pop idol I was meant to be if I can't even handle myself upon meeting someone new. Not that I'm bad at meeting new people, I do it all the time and they love me. What happened back there?'

Panting as she returned to the truck, she grimaced as she watched her father talking on the phone a short way away, probably on another one of his 'business calls'. She heaved another box from the side door and pushed it to the elevator. Expecting the rush of incense to fill her nose she held her breathe entering the room. All but throwing the box onto the raised bed she hurriedly retreated from the room back down to the truck. Following the same pattern until all her belongings were inside the cramped dorm room, with no help from her father she might add, she collapsed in the chair provided in the room. Chancing another glance at the mysterious girl on the other side of the room and discovered nothing different from the first time she looked in that direction.

'She's probably an international student, great… She won't even look at me since our first encounter. My father just had to have connections to get me into this god forsaken school. Well fuck that and fuck him too I guess. I would have been so much better off signing to a label back home and making it big before I turn 20.' For the second time that day, though still probably not the last, Mina found herself particularly angry at her predicament, also known as her life.

Mina reluctantly got up under the pretense that she had to unpack her stuff although in reality she didn't want her new roommate to think she was staring at her again. While she was unpacking her things she began to consider how much stuff she really had. Though her first thought eyeing the silk sheets was the considerable wealth her roommate apparently possessed Mina herself was not short in the financial regard either. Having lived in her parents lavish mansion in California she was well accustomed to a large room with many private amenities. However that seemed to be the full extent her parents were willing to spend money on her. And really the room was just circumstantial, it was still the smallest room in the house. Obviously her parents did spend more money on her than she was willing to admit as they had secured her placement in one of the most prestigious universities in the country and sent her away with a significant amount of money for food. As Mina busied herself preparing her room she noticed the black haired girl rise from the seat she had been occupying for a minimum of many hours. 'It could have been days honestly, her position was so rigid she could have been stuck there and the curse had only just broken' Mina thought to herself.

"Bye" the girl uttered and then left gently closing the door behind herself.

"Okay bye. I'll see you around, you know where to find me if you ever…" Mina stopped herself realizing she was being bitter and sarcastic. 'I shouldn't be mean I just met her. Or did I? I don't even know her name. Oh well maybe she's just shy. I guess I'll give her another chance. At least she does know one English word.'

Having finished unpacking and organizing, Mina stepped into the adjoined bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror for the first time since arriving. Honestly it was an accomplishment for as vain as she could be. She peered deeply into her own ocean blue eyes and saw fatigue. She decided it was not a very becoming look so she she looked away. Next, her yellow blonde hair was tangled and greasy from the exertion she had to go through to move all those boxes. She really considered getting it cut but long hair was her signature look and she needed her former classmates who she was when she became a star. Mina reveled in the spotlight of having the longest hair of anyone she was met thus far however her new mysterious roommate had her beat by a few inches. Guess she's just have to continue growing it out or convince this new girl to get a haircut, or… Mina would do it for her. 'No that was mean. Mina were not going to be like this yet, you don't know her!'

After changing into something more fitting for sleep Mina took a running leap onto the bed raised above the dresser she had filled an hour earlier. She couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness since she had always had her pets milling around her room or the continuous banter of her parents at home. Yet here, her only roommate had left and was still missing. 'I guess she has other friends already. I don't even know how I'm going to start making any friends here.' Mina thought of ways she could find someone decent that should could use part of her food stipend to pay to stick around her if only for appearances, although someone company would be welcome. She had left all of her adoring fans in high school to head across the country for college. However none of them were particularly close to her anyway. That's why she had her pets to talk to and confide in but now she had left them at home as well. Then her thoughts shifted back to her new roommate, the dark haired mystery. Mina decided that she would make a greater effort to talk to the girl tomorrow. Tomorrow she would wake feeling refreshed and ready to face and challenge this girl decided to lay out for her, provided she actually returned by then. All of these thoughts somehow lulled her to sleep thus signifying her first day at Mugen had ended.