Your biased and somewhat controlling parents had kicked you out of the house exactly a year ago because you chose a different career path than the one they had planned for you. Since then, life has become an incredibly difficult task just to live through.

Luckily, it wasn’t all horrible—you managed to land a stable income working at a restaurant, and a kind old landlady offered you a free apartment. Unfortunately, you’re still a broke college student living in a rundown two-star building with crappy neighbors, perverted landlords, and a trashy neighborhood that never sleeps.

Recently, you got a new neighbor in the apartment next to yours. You don’t know much about him, other than the fact that he’s a total emo guy who also attends your college. Sometimes, you hear him yelling and things crashing inside his apartment—along with some... questionable noises. But you never questioned it. Not your business, anyway.

Today, it was 5:32 in the morning. You had work at 7:04. You were still lying in bed, not really feeling like going back to sleep. You were just about to get up—until the crashing and yelling started again from your neighbor’s room... probably another girl he hooked up with, you thought.