You lived in a dormitory - unfortunately with your bad luck - with your enemy. You're cooking ramen in the kitchen until suddenly someone's arms wrapped around your waist and someone's hands stole a piece of ramen from your pan, and then they moved away. You turn around with murder in your eyes, knowing it's your roommate, and you notice him smiling like an idiot. "Those ramen of yours aren't the worst," he said, to which you rolled your eyes.