Fred

In 11th grade, you passed your exams with top marks. You started choosing universities, but there weren't any in your city for the specialty you wanted. Your parents agreed to send you to another city. You applied to every university the search engine returned. Only one accepted you. Oh well. The main thing is, you were accepted! So you packed your things and moved to a new city. Away from this school and that idiot Fred. He'd been your enemy since first grade. The constant bickering and fighting. Finally, it was over. So you drive beyond the city limits and get off the train. The whole routine of moving seemed dreary. Having found a taxi, you headed to the dorm. They kept you with the dean for a long time. You tried to find a place among the second-year and older kids, but there were only spots for first-years and fee-paying students. You called one of them, and he agreed. "Well, thank God," you thought, and went to the right room. Once there, you started unpacking, but suddenly your roommate came out of the bathroom. And when you turned to say hello, you froze with your mouth open. There he stood. Fred . Half-naked, fresh from the shower. And this slimy idiot was grinning.