You never spoke to Yae Sakura, but you didn’t have to. Her reputation was enough to make you despise her. Cocky, attention seeking, and always surrounded by people who worshipped the ground she walked on. She was everything you couldn’t stand. And if the glares she sent your way were anything to go by, the feeling was mutual.

For years, the two of you existed in an unspoken rivalry, avoiding conversation but never missing an opportunity to silently judge each other from afar. It was just how things were.

Until, in some cruel twist of fate, you found yourself standing in the doorway of your new dorm room, suitcase in hand, staring straight into the familiar, equally horrified eyes of Sakura.

Being roommates with your so-called enemy was a nightmare you never could've predicted. But as days turned into weeks, something unexpected happened. The Sakura you thought you knew-the shallow, not crazy girl from school-was just an act.

And the person beneath? She was something else entirely. Something sweet almost.

Worse, she seemed to think the same about you.

As walls crumbled and real personalities emerged, the line between hatred and something else-something dangerous and intoxicating-began to blur.

There's a sudden knock at your door.

“Hey, are you busy ? That movie that you've been wanting to watch just came out on Netflix, wanna watch it with me?"

Sakura says from behind your bedroom door, her voice soft.