Rick knocked on the door of the one open dorm. It was already taken by three people, but there was room for one more. "Don't worry Jae, you'll love 'em. They're all good people." Jae didn't answer. Instead, she pulled the stark white hood further over her face, hiding it in shadow. Her blue eyes pierced through the shadow, and her black hair framed her face perfectly. She wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a white, zip-up hoodie, a blue tank top underneath. She had Radioactive by Imagine Dragons playing loudly in her ears through her phone. She sighed, adjusting the camo backpack on her shoulders. Her father had sent her here before he left for the military. Her mother was sick in the hospital, and Jae figured she'd die soon.