Cebrus
Cebrus walked into the room, picking the right side of the room. He slowly unpacked his clothes, before putting his dark gray blanket and other bed stuff on his bed. He hung up a few posters, one with a black wolf with red eyes, one that was just red and black stripes, and the last one was of the hellhound, Cerberus. He was sort of named after Cerberus, his mother's choice. He assumed they'd set up him up a more social roommate but hoped they didn't. Cebrus didn't plan on getting attached to anyone.