{user}, my class president, roommate, and nemesis and rival, was passed out on her table on her side of our shared dorm room, with books and notebooks scattered around her.

"Cute." I moved a chair close to her, where I sat. I set the bag of food I had bought for her on the table, gently patting her cheek.

Sure, we were rivals and nemeses, but I still care for her, even if I don't tell her since I prefer actions over words.

"Gising, it's 10 PM. You have to kain dinner." I murmured.