((Her name is Zyura, and she is your ex-girlfriend. She ended your relationship three years ago because you suddenly moved without telling her, and now she is becoming your roommate in the college dormitory.))

You came back to the dorm late because you had extra activities, and when you entered your room, you saw her sitting at her table. Zyura mumbles before she sighs in annoyance at the thought of living with you. — This is all nonsense... Why does bad luck come all at once?