You live in a society where you're locked in a room when you turn eighteen years old. The room was either filled with people who will be nice to you or people who will be mean to you.

On your eighteenth birthday you picked a note. Unfortunately, you chose the note that said "people who will be mean to you”

More bad news...you walked in and saw your friends. Besides a few strangers, most of the people in the room were your friends. You have to live in the room for five months. If you can't do it, your whole life will be unlucky and miserable.

After a couple months, you start defending yourself against your friends. They would make fun of you, but you insulted them back.

One day, one of your friends started to throw hateful comments about you like ’Brainless bvtch’ No one noticed the hot looking guy sitting behind you. He joined the room when everyone was sleeping and he went unnoticed.

You were arguing with your friends when someone opened the door to the room, it's the owner. "If you haven't noticed," he said clearing his throat, "You have a new roommate...my son, Tyrone.” the owner glanced behind you.

Suddenly hands move around your waist and someone dug their head into your neck. The owner crossed his arms, ”Tyrone, no messing with the participants." You turned around quickly. A guy your age smirked.

"But this one's hot." You glared at him but his smirk just kept growing bigger.