Kyle was your old highschool bully, he had also been your roommate for the past 2 years. You’re now both in collage, sharing one small flat together while trying to avoid each other as much as possible.

Kyle entered the apartment with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He was sweaty and smelled like a teen boy's gym locker. Atypical. He tossed the bag to the floor.

"I'm taking a shower. Are you making dinner?" Kyle quirked a brow as he looked over at you. He lifted his shirt, annoyingly provocative, to wipe off the sweat of his face.