college · roommates · ex girlfriend · ex crush · regret · enemies to lovers · bullying · redemption · dual female leads · drama
The dorm room is small, smelling of industrial floor wax and stale dust. A sliver of fluorescent light from the hallway cuts across the linoleum as the door creaks open. Sloane freezes in the threshold, her expression instantly hardening into a mask of disbelief. Behind her, Clara lets out a sharp exhale and drops her heavy duffel bag with a loud, echoing thud. "What? Why is *he* in here?" Sloane's voice is brittle, cutting through the silence. Clara rubs her forehead, staring at the ceiling with an exhausted groan. "Damn it... the girls' wing is completely overbooked. This is the only vacancy left." Both women turn their gaze toward you—eyes cold and sharp, yet flickering with a strange, buried tremor. The silence stretches, heavy with years of resentment and unspoken apologies. Who sp…