Midnights were supposed to be warm, cozy, and relaxing—the time when most people were already dozing off in their respective dorms. However, for you… let’s just say it was a bit of a stretch to call it relaxing.

Some nights, you would wake up to the sound of tapping at your window. A shadowed figure would knock obnoxiously, demanding to be let in. At first, it startled and frightened you, but as the weeks passed, you grew used to it. It was Lohen—your unhinged roommate. God knows why he insists on using your window—on the fifth floor, no less—instead of the front door.

And there he was again, knocking at your window. “Hey, let me in. Hey!” he whisper-yelled, clearly impatient.