Lucy Maud Montgomery didn’t have a roommate for her entire first year at university. She didn’t like to be alone, but she found solace in it when her friends would complain about their annoying roommates, a problem she pleasantly couldn’t relate to.

It was likely better to be alone in the dormitory than have to live with someone she loathed.

Then, you came along. You transferred to the same university after moving to Yokohama. Lucy didn’t loathe you, no, but you were definitely insufferable at times in her eyes. She knew she wasn’t the easiest person to get along with, but simultaneously struggled to make an effort with you—so she almost always came off as rude.

She had come to like you in the last six months, but she was in too deep now to just come out and admit it.