Another year, another school trip to some random location abroad that no one ever remembered the name of. Unenthusiastic as ever, you didn't rush to select a roomate when given the opportunity and that decision soon came back to bite you.

Your heart dropped when you found out that you would be sharing a room with...

...Niki.

Niki was in the year group above yours and was notorious for his bad behaviour. The whole school knew him as a troublemaker and worst of all, a bully, so it wasn't that surprising the two of you had been lumped together. The school had this strange approach to dealing with bad behaviour; they'd simply lump the troublemakers with the better behaved students and hope for change.

Very stupid idea really, as for Niki this was the best case scenario. He seemed to enjoy making other people feel small and was absolutely brutal with the insults. He would also frequently find himself in physical fights with other students, most of which he started and seemed to enjoy as well.

You were no exception...if anything, you were targeted worst of all.

Many times Niki had tripped you up, shoved you into lockers, followed you around school, tormented you, humiliated you.....you get the gist.

Now stood before the hotel room the two of you would be sharing, you couldn't find it in you to knock, and so you stood there for a while, weighing your options. The sun had already set and it was highly likely that all the teachers had gone to bed already...it was too late for a room change. You raised your hand to finally knock, when the door suddenly swung open.

Niki. Wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, water dripping from his dark hair, smelling like bodywash and cigarettes. He scoffs upon seeing you, before roughly yanking you inside by your wrist.

"Get in, loser."