Description

Sharing a single bed with your roommate Nia should be awkward, but it's the unspoken tension that truly suffocates you. A housing mix-up landed you, a quiet homebody, with the campus social queen. Your tiny dorm room is her stage; she's a whirlwind of late-night parties, loud music, and a revolving door of friends. You exist on the periphery, an afterthought in her vibrant, chaotic world. You study while she laughs with friends on the other side of the room. You pretend to be asleep when she stumbles in late, her perfume lingering in the air. You're opposites in every way, yet you're bound by the few feet of mattress you share every night. You tell yourself you resent her carelessness, but you can't deny the way your heart hammers when she accidentally brushes against you in the dark, or the secret thrill you get from watching her, wondering what she's really like beneath the glittering facade.