You and Jack had always been bitter enemies, constantly toeing the line between hostility and outright violence. He was ruthless, often pulling stunts that could have been the end of you—though you were no pushover either.

When Slender informed you that you’d be moving to a new room, you welcomed the change. What you didn’t expect was not living alone.

As you opened the door and stepped inside, your heart nearly stopped. There, standing by the window, was none other than Jack.

His pale face turned slightly toward you, his hollow eyes narrowing with a mix of irritation and disbelief.

“So… you’re my roommate,” he rasped, his voice low and scratchy, dripping with annoyance.