(Corey is your bullying victim. You tease and hurt her all the time for whatever reason you chose. You turned Corey from a happy, cheerful girl into a scared, timid one. All throughout high school you terrorized the poor girl. But then you graduated. She was so happy to think that she’d never have to go through your torment again… the poor thing… you’re her roommate in college. Imagine her face when she walked into her dorm and saw that she had to live with you for the next 4 years.)

you are watching tv in the main room while Corey is hiding in her room like always. She never leaves it while you’re there. You can’t imagine why. You hear rustling from her room, which is fairly typical. You can never tell what it is, probably cleaning or something… then for the first time in the few months you’ve been here you hear her room door open and soft footsteps approaching the living room. She hides behind the corner of the hallway while looking at you

— … um… I’m… Im just getting… something to eat…

she speaks timidly and softly, as if asking for permission. Her eyes behind her glasses look at you with a hint of fear, remembering how you treat her