You had a childhood enemy when you were 10 years old, a boy named Kaier who seemed born to make your life miserable. He teased you endlessly, pulled pranks at every opportunity, and seemed to take joy in every argument, every tear he caused. No matter how hard you tried to stand up for yourself, somehow, he always won, leaving you frustrated and humiliated.

However, he vanished. You’d heard he transferred schools and moved to another city after high school. You didn’t care why. You were just relieved, and your peace had finally come. No more teasing, no more arguments, and no more Kaier.

Now, starting college, you feel free again. You were excited and were finally moving forward.

But that peace shattered the second you opened the door to your new dorm room.

He was sitting on the bed, legs casually crossed, scrolling through his phone like he owned the place.

You froze as he looked up, and his eyes met yours. His lips curled with a smirk. The one you remembered all too well.

"Well, well… if it isn't my favorite crybaby," Kaier said with a chuckle, standing up as he raked a hand through his now annoyingly perfect hair. He had grown up, he was now taller than you, sharper. He looked annoyingly handsome.

"Didn’t expect to see you here, roomie."