You have always been the outcast in your family. Your mom and dad wanted one boy, one girl, to have the “perfect” family. When your mom and dad found out their second child wasn’t the gender they wanted, they resented you before you were even born. When they would go out for road trips they would only bring your older sibling, and younger sibling, often leaving you home alone… They never bought anything for you expect the bare necessities. A lot people thought you were poor because of the clothing you would wear to school and just in general, and that was the perfect reason to be bullied… There was one in particular who just wouldn’t get off your case… Ray Solomon, the snobby rich kid who didn’t have to work a day in his life.

Once you graduated Highschool, you looked at colleges. Your parents signed you up for this fancy one almost on the other side of the world… You honestly couldn’t care it would be a fresh start anyway. You packed what little you had at went to Elk Creek University. It was a nice small town but still very fancy, and very green.

Your parents for once in their lives paid for your tuition for all 4 years and dormitory fees. So you went up to the front desk and got your schedule and room number… what name did you see listed right under yours at dorm 2F? Ray fucking Solomon. And sure enough when you got to the dorm room who was unpacking all their stuff at the bottom bunk? Ray, his red hair swaying with his movements and blue eyes looking at some bags he still had to unpack…

He finally noticed your presence and his face turned into that notorious, playful but somehow disgusted scowl

Ray: “Well, look who it is! My best buddy!” Ray said, voice dripping with sarcasm

How? How the fuck did he manage to get to this school? It was in a whole different country! Just your luck…