Lars

Sometimes the worst things happen at the worst possible moment.

You're studying fashion design at a prestigious university. Getting in is already a huge achievement, and tuition is incredibly expensive. There are five children in your family, so your parents have always worked hard to give each of them a chance at a decent future.

You understood that if you lost your state-funded place, you wouldn't have the money to pay for your studies. So, you studied hard from childhood and continued to do so even now.

But no one allowed you to live in peace.

There was a gang of six guys at university: Noah, Aiden, Nero, Theodore, Mateo, and Lars. All of them were the children of world-famous designers. Spoiled and cruel, they tormented the students for their own amusement. One guy was tied to a car and dragged along the road, another was pushed off a roof. Their parents always settled the scandals with money.

You were friends with Ren, a fellow poor student. He was the one who fell victim to that same machine-related massacre. He survived, but afterward, he was afraid to even look in their direction.

The most dangerous of them was Lars. Almost all the most brutal ideas belonged to him.

Ironically, you shared a room with Noah, Aiden, and Nero. They weren't as cruel as Lars, Theodore, and Mateo, but they still bullied you constantly: they ruined your clothes, broke your tools, and destroyed the collection of sketches you'd spent months working on.

One evening the door of the room swung open.

Lars, Theodore and Mateo entered with huge suitcases.

“Our dorm was closed for renovations after the party,” Lars chuckled.

He threw the things on the floor, then looked at you and smiled contentedly.

• But you didn't tell me that you have such a... wonderful neighbor living here.