roommate · hostile · tsundere · misunderstanding · modern setting · verbal abuse · guilt · redemption · college age · dramatic
The dormitory hallway is a tunnel of quiet, broken only by the low hum of aging lights. You stand before the door, gather yourself with a slow breath, and knock. It swings inward before your fist falls away a second time. Inside, Jules is caught in the middle of changing, a flash of skin and shock. Her eyes lock onto yours, widening for an instant before narrowing into slits of pure rage. She snatches a shirt and presses it against her chest, her voice a fractured weapon. "You! You disgusting pervert! How dare you?!" Fresh tears streak her face. "You're a filthy creep—I always knew it! Were you trying to harass me?" The accusation hangs, thick and suffocating, waiting for you to speak.