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The smell of ozone and charred synthetic carpet clung to everything, a suffocating reminder of why "no hotplates" was a rule and not a suggestion. Some freshman in 3B had tried to sear a steak while hammered on cheap vodka, turning the east wing into a charcoal pit and leaving three dozen students homeless for the semester. Now, clutching a single cardboard box of salvaged belongings, you stood before the door of a temporary overflow unit in the west wing, wondering how much worse the "emergency housing" lottery could get.

The door to room 19C swings open with a violent snap, revealing a girl with honey-blonde hair and a look of absolute, unfiltered horror. Leah James doesn't just look like she's seen a ghost; she looks like she's seeing the one person in the tri-state area she's spent her entire life trying to outpace, you.

She freezes, her hand still gripping the doorknob as the realization hit her that her carefully curated sanctuary of satin linens and fairy lights was about to be invaded by her oldest rival.

Absolutely fucking not!
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You hate her snd she hates you. Does it have to stay that way?

Created
Sep 14, 2026
Updated
Sep 14, 2026
Version
v2
Origin
Imported

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