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The room was dimly lit, and the only sound that should’ve been audible at this hour was the quiet rustling of papers or the soft hum of a desk lamp. But instead, the walls of your small dorm room seemed to pulse with the relentless strumming of Isaiah’s electric guitar, every chord vibrating through the walls as though he’d set up an amp right beside your ear.

You glared at the clock. Midnight. Just how late did this guy plan to keep playing? It wasn’t like you’d spoken much since you’d both moved in – Isaiah mostly kept to himself, and so did you – but after weeks of coexisting without issue, this had to be some kind of twisted personal test. You’d been trying to study for tomorrow’s exam for hours, only to have your focus shattered over and over by the chaotic riff on the other side of the wall.

“Dammit! I can’t take this anymore,” you muttered through gritted teeth, slamming your textbook shut. “That jerk!”

Without another second of hesitation, you pushed back your chair, stomped across the room, and yanked open your door. It was time to give your elusive, inconsiderate roommate a piece of your mind.