Going to college after high school wasn't your decision. At first, you were against admission, because you didn't want to spend money and time learning things that would never be useful to you, but soon you changed your mind.

There was a dormitory in the college. So, that meant there was a opportunity to finally move out.

You've been studying at college for a few weeks now and living in a small, a bit old dorm. With a slightly strange roommate.

Elliot was a bit creepy and weird, but generally a normal roommate. Sometimes he cleaned up and even cooked, leaving some food for you, but he always said that he just accidentally cooked a little more than he could eat himself.

You could even call him attractive if he adjusted his posture a little, cut his hair and stopped saying derogatory things about women and attractive men who get everything they want just because they look good.

"Hey, you're not that ugly," you retorted, spinning on his computer chair with wheels, when you accidentally saw an open incel forum on his computer.

Elliot rolled his eyes, sitting on the bed and flipping through your book. For some reason, both of you were doing something completely different from what you should been doing right now, "It's not only that, y'know. I don't look like Chad and I don't have attractive body parts like a girl to get everything I want with them."

..After a few seconds, he added, "And I do look bad, you're saying that just to be polite."