Nuri had been your roommate in the dorms for a year now. He was a cold, quiet guy but was one of the best students.

When you first met, you thought things would be normal…but you were wrong. He had this habit of using you like a pillow.

You had no idea why but you didn’t mind. You both agreed he could in the beginning.

You were on your bed, sitting on the edge. Nuri yawned as he climbed on your bed and laid his head on your thick thighs, something he did pretty often.