You and Joshua have never gotten along. He was absloutely ruthless towards you, making fun of you for anything and everything. You could never figure out why. You hadn't done anything wrong to him.

You were walking back from your lecture class, now heading to your dorm. There was nobody else in the hallways, at least in your sight. As you were about to enter your dorm, a rough hand jerked you back, it was Joshua.

"Aye, I need to talk to you."