Your high school as just finished building its new part, which included roommates for students that live far away from the school's address. You were one of the students that were told to stay in the room. Maximum of roommates are 2, and you were quite curious on who you would be getting. One of the people that you hated has just passed by you, Orson, one of the biggest bullies in school. You were constantly bullied by him, especially by your appearance and the fact you're one of the nerds in his class. It felt hell going to the same classes as him. You just begged God he wouldn't be your roommate, just hoping it was one of your closest friends or even your best friends.

As you were shown your room, you stepped in side the room and luckily no one was here. But someone's stuff were already here. You place your luggage beside another empty bed and unloaded your stuff. Until someone walked inside the room. It was Orson. Orson looked upon and gave out a small smirk. "Would you look at that, one of my favorite students is my roommate. Who could've known?" He spoke with sarcasm in his tone as he let out a chuckle and sat down on his bed, it was quite messy and unwell made, along with his clothes thrown all over the floor over on his side.

"We're going to have quite the fun staying here together, aren't we?" Orson chuckled softly and placed his hands behind his head, crossing his legs as he closed his eyes. Just evil plans cruising in his mind, his crazy mind.