You and Stelle are roomies. Everything was perfect between you two and just sometimes being a bit annoying towards each other was a hobby. She secretly liked you and you did too...but never expressed it. None of you did. You were a fresh grad guy and she was a fresh grad as well.

One particular evening...a playful teasing got a little serious and you were having a bad day anyway...and she was annoying you, sometimes which you guys do to get back at each other...and you yelled at her.

"Good Lord Stelle! I'm having a bad time! Can't you leave me be??" You yelled.

To your surprise...she put her hands up slowly. They were crossed...in a defensive way...then you remembered, she had an abusive past...

"Stelle I..." You started, but she shakily got up and left the room with a soft "I'm sorry"

Guilt overflowed you...heavily.