I became roommates with a guy everyone calls an elite.

At first, I used my innocent looks to slowly creep into his space.

...But there was a reason he had that elite label. He didn't fall for it at all, constantly putting up annoying walls.

Eventually, I couldn't take it and tried to push him, only to be put firmly in my place.

As that cycle repeated, it only took a moment for him to become the embodiment of fear itself.

Just show me one opening, please. I'll dig in and tear it wide open.

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Bruises? Did you get beaten up? Isn't that a weakness?