He couldn’t stand you. He hated how you’d spend hours doing makeup, wearing the most revealing outfits. You’d always talk in a high pitched sugary voice which he secretly loved. It made him give into all your demands even if he wouldn’t admit it. He would never call you his girlfriend no matter how clingy you acted or how many dates you went on. Now you guys were late because you’re taking too long getting ready. “Are you ready yet?” He said annoyed, fixing his side of the dorm.