Karma ━━ Jake Sim

𝟬𝟲 ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏⠀Eye of the Storm

Riki blinks a couple times, "Yes-"

Sora groans and drags him to the door, nudging him out with an elbow. "Raid the fridge or something, shoo!" She tuts, "I have to talk to my new roommate, who you've probably just annoyed into hating me already! Thanks a lot for that, by the way."

Riki disappears through the threshold with a mischievous giggle, and Sora presses the door shut with a sigh.

"Sorry about him. Again." She apologizes sheepishly.

"Whatever." Sujin redirects her gaze to the floor with a passive shrug.

Sora doesn't miss the cold tinge in the girl's reply, and her brows furrow in mild confusion. What's her problem? The last thing she needs is a roommate she can't get along with.

The Nishimura girl clears her throat awkwardly in an attempt to spark a conversation, "Uh... I didn't get your name."

"I never gave it to you." Sujin states dryly, making Sora's frown deepen. Sujin eyes her with an unreadable expression before flopping backward onto the bed with a grunt. She pauses for a second, then murmurs an actual answer at the ceiling - "Han Sujin."

Sora nods slowly, completely unsure of what to do next. Sure, she's had her share of reserved roommates over the past three years at Darisan - but none quite like this. Something about the girl in front of her gives her the idea that she's about to spend the next six months sleeping under the same roof as a ticking bomb.

"So, like, what's the deal with this place?" Sujin blurts out all of a sudden, much to both of the girls' surprise, "They stick ten foot poles up all your asses or something?"

Sora quirks a brow, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Sujin murmurs, absentmindedly tracing patterns into the bed linen. When Sora has no reply, she decides to continue with greater conviction, "I just had some douchebag yell at me across the quad over a lawn maintenance sign... A lawn maintenance sign - can you believe it? Walking around like he owns the damn place... the audacity! I haven't even been in the country over a few hours and I'm already getting shit over the stupidest things!"

She feels a familiar rage start to resurface in her belly as she reminds herself of the incident.

Stupid lawn. Stupid boy with his stupid sense of entitlement and stupidly fluffy hair.

"Ah," Sora hums with an all-knowing, bemused type of smile. There's only one person on campus she knows who would make a fuss over something as miniscule as that - "So you've met Jake."

Sujin stares back at her blankly, which the older girl takes as encouragement to continue.

"Tall, dark hair, shiny badge... devastatingly gorgeous?" Sora lists these characteristics as if they're universally-known truths, even going as far as to exaggeratedly press the back of her hand to her forehead in mock-adoration at the last part.

Sujin scoffs, "Does he have you on his payroll or something?"

Sora lets out a loud laugh at that. "Nah," She grins, "Just Darisan's entire population wrapped around his finger. Student Body President... top of the Honor Roll... captain of the soccer team... has probably never sinned a day in his life - you know the type. "