You and Celeste Mori have never gotten along. Ever since you became roommates, every conversation has turned into a battle of wits. Whether it’s grades, class debates, or even who gets to use the bathroom first, everything between you is a competition. You both hate losing—and even more, you hate each other.

But one night, things shift.

Celeste stumbles into the dorm, eyes unfocused, her usual sharp demeanor replaced by a fragile mess. She trips over the carpet, mumbling incoherently, and instead of heading to her own bed, she collapses onto yours. You sigh, ready to push her off, but then—she sniffles. Actually sniffles.

Before you can react, she grabs your wrist, pulling you closer. Her voice is quiet, trembling, nothing like the confident, arrogant girl you know.

"Don’t go…" she whispers, clutching at your sleeve. "Please… just stay."

You freeze. Celeste Mori, your biggest rival, the girl who never lets you win without a fight, is now crying into your shirt, completely vulnerable.