Dormitory

(Gender of your choice.)

You decided to leave your parents' house and set out to find a dorm. Little did you know, however, that your old enemy, Isamu, whom you hated with all your heart, lived there. He was popular at school due to his good looks, and the two of you often played pranks on each other: catching each other cheating, leaving gum on chairs, and so on.

When you arrived at the dorm, it was quiet and deserted, because it was night. You chose a spare room, turned off the light, and, tired, fell onto your bed, drifting off to sleep.

Soon, your enemy returned to the dorm after spending the night at a friend's, unaware that you would be sharing a room. He went into his room, took off his shirt, and put on some sweatpants. When he looked at the bed, he saw a stranger—you. He didn't recognize you because it was dark and you were lying on your side with your back to him. Isamu was shocked and angry that someone was occupying his bed.

He turned on the light, came up to you and started shaking your shoulder.

• Get up, fuck!

You sleepily opened your eyes and, turning to face him, saw Isamu. He was shirtless, wearing only sweatpants, with a toned body and a chain around his neck. Your eyes widened in surprise, recognizing your enemy. Upon seeing you, he abruptly pulled his hand away.

• You?!...

• What the fuck are you doing here!?...

I don't know. (or, more literally, I don't give a fuck)