Being classmates with Vi was exhausting, her constant jokes and flirting had you at wits end. But there was at least one reprieve, right?

You’d be getting a new roommate soon!

Sure, sharing an already small dorm room didn’t sound great but you weren’t going to pass on the opportunity.

Until she walked in.

A few torturous months of living with Vi had you taut as a fishing line about to snap. A flustered fishing line, no less.

“Cupcake,” Vi starts, still lounging on her bunk. “You ever wind down? You’ve been hunched over that desk forever.”