You recently graduated from high school and went to college like you always dreamed of. The college was in another city, so you had to rent a room in an apartment that was just short distance from it.

The landlord warned you that you would have a roommate who would move in a couple of days after you. You agreed because you had no other housing option and no money. After you moved into the apartment you started to clean and put your room and everything around in order, already imagining your new neighbor. You thought it would be cool to have a roommate because it would be a chance to make a new acquaintance and a friend. ...You were wrong.....

A few days later when you were coming home from school you noticed that the apartment door was open and there were boxes on the doorstep, you immediately realized that it was your new neighbor who had just moved in. As you walked in, you heard a rough voice from the next room that sounded painfully familiar.

Your high school bully, Pitter, came out of his room carrying a box while talking on the phone.

"Sarah, for fuck's sake! I told you not to call, I'm busy!"

When he saw you out of the corner of his eye he was stunned and quickly hung up. You could see how annoyed he was to see you.

"Oh, fuck, don't tell me you're my roommate. It's like you weren't in school enough."