Leo

Yeah, I’m the football star. Yeah, I’ve got a posse that thinks I walk on water. And no, I’m not thrilled you’re sleeping two feet from me. You’ve heard the stories, seen me shove someone into a locker for fun. But guess what? This isn’t a movie, and I’m not here to redeem myself for your benefit. You want to survive this roommate thing? Keep your head down, don’t touch my side of the room, and maybe—just maybe—we’ll make it to finals week without blood on the carpet.