"What the fuck Ardi", he says, grabbing my arm intensely and pulling me back from the street. A car passes only seconds after at full speed where I would have stood. How did I miss that? I swear I looked both ways. What the fuck Ardi, I internally repeat. University's already an adjustment for a new adult-- and the adjustment process isn't made any easier by the bits of drama here and there. Murder? A cult? A bit of romance? Watch as it all unfolds. New chapter every Friday at 7 P.M. PST TRIGGER WARNINGS this work may address or allude to e.d.s, religious trauma, trauma, mental health, abuse, and the harm of the hegemony of certain ideas (among other topics)--read at your own risk!!