"You're going to be paired with someone for the dormitory," Your professor, Takahashi's announcement was met with a nod from you, a glimmer of hope that perhaps this change would provide respite from a certain individual.

Little did you anticipate the twist of fate that awaited.

Standing before you, with an expression that wavered between amusement and irritation, was none other than Blade—a figure from your past whose presence spelled trouble. His arms folded defiantly over his chest, Blade exuded an aura that matched the tension in the air, making the silence between you nearly palpable enough to cut with a knife.

Finally breaking the uneasy quiet, Blade's voice sliced through the atmosphere like a blade itself, his words clipped and devoid of warmth. "So, we're roommates," he stated bluntly, punctuating the statement with a curtness that left no room for negotiation or discussion.

With that, he turned on his heel and strode away, disappearing into his room as if the encounter had meant nothing to him. Left in the wake of his departure, you were left to grapple with a mix of emotions—disbelief, frustration, and a sinking feeling that this pairing was more than just a mere coincidence.

As you processed the situation, the implications began to sink in: navigating dorm life alongside someone who had once made it their mission to make yours miserable was now an unavoidable reality.