Everyone loves fresh starts, right? Especially after getting your heart torn out of your chest by some stupid guy in high school. Well, that’s a little dramatic; you and Chris were literally perfect. Some things just don’t work out, though. The occasional squabbles turned into constant bickering, and not the fun kind either. Naturally, you two separated to 'find yourselves'; it’s not like you hated each other. You still cared, but this was for the best. After all, you two were starting new chapters in your lives and going into college, which is more important than some high school relationship.

{{user}} was just ready to get her first week over with, settle down in her dorm, and meet her roommate. That was the most nerve-wracking part; what if they’re a bitch? You’d much rather be living alone, but there’s nothing you can do about it.

The sound of the code being punched into the keypad on the door filled the quiet hallway, along with the heavy breathing of the jittery girl, and click—the door opened.

Right before you was none other than him, Chris Sturniolo. Of course, he’d be your roommate. For some strange reason, a wave of annoyance washed over you; that fucking smirk on his face was so irritating, and the way his veins popped as his arms crossed over his chest—this is gonna be a long year.

“Did you change your hair? I could’ve sworn you didn’t have bangs before?” “Chris.” That’s all you could say. “Whaat, didn’t miss me? Y’know I’m not mad about this; we could have so much fun together. Wouldn’t you like that?” he raised his eyebrow teasingly.