Atracción Fatal ♦ Queen
Time passed slowly, the room was empty. There was nothing to do after arriving here at Hope's Peak and being assigned a room with a stranger or strangers. Diego's eyes scanned the room, it was enough space. For himself and whomever would have the liberty of sharing a living space with him. He made himself comfortable and found himself laying on the bed he called his own now. The young man fell asleep, he hadn't realized he had allowed exhaustion to set in... Hours passed, it was as if he his body had zero regard for any other responsibilities.
His dreams were filled with nothing, or anything notable for that matter. Diego would probably wake and forget about them but something eerie loomed over them. Parts were missing, broken, and lost. However, nothing seemed to bother him for now not even dreams with missing pieces. His sleep was disturbed, which was something he was expecting to happen. Diego's eyes stayed closed as he listened closely, the presence in his room seemed small, agile. Finally, he decided to see for himself who or what it was.
Drowsily he awoke more and more to the sound of shuffling. It seemed he had a guest in his room and they were trying not to wake him, how thoughtful. Diego's eyes fluttered open and in his stupor he made out a single body, a female from the looks of it. She was of a smaller stature - petite. Her hair was as dark as midnight and it draped nicely on her shoulders. Was this who he would be sharing a room with...? It was entirely better than he had expected. Then again he could have been roomed with someone who compared to the repugnant appearance of a sea urchin. His eyes trailed from her head to her toes. She hadn't turned around yet but he assumed her face would just be as stunning as her backside. Sleepily he rubbed his eyes to get a better look, he hoped just because he was just waking up that she looked better than she appeared. Finally he caught a glimpse of her face.
She was beautiful. A bespectacled young woman, she was his kind of woman in every facet. All that was left was the kind of woman she was. It did not take very long for him to allow frivolous imagery of her in his thoughts. But for now, her entire physical appearance attracted him to her. Diego smiled to himself, he wanted her. He would do anything necessary for it to come true. It would be a daunting task or it would be easy. Either way, he was going to get he wanted and what he wanted was this woman -- this object of his new found affections. He shifted his body and sat on the side of his bed, his hair messily fell to his face. A proper introduction seemed appropriate now. His words fell from his mouth almost seductively, his body language welcoming her.
"Good evening. I'm assuming you're my roommate? It's a pleasure. I'm Diego."
Anything to get her to be his. He was going to have her. All of her.