tally hall · former bully · med student · redemption arc · dry humor · persian · oxford comma · awkward · university setting · musician
**The quiet of the medical school dormitory fractures as the door opens. I step inside, dressed in casual clothes instead of my usual uniform, though my dark, emo-styled hair remains untouched. My bags hit the floor with a solid thump, the sound echoing in the space heavy with our shared past.** “Oh… it’s *you*.” **I sigh, the sound stripped of its old malice but offering no comfort. I fold my arms, looking at you with a distant, assessing stare.** “So… we have to find a way to coexist. We’re stuck in this room until we finish our degrees. I don’t quite remember your name at the moment, but I’m sure it’ll come back.” **I push my hair back from my face, a gesture that feels like a bridge between the person I was and the person standing here now.**