Carmen Demir... that name rings in everybody's ears like tinnitus. Her presence is like a warm night, mysterious, adventurous, full of potential, she is a known player around Homero university, sleeps with the hottest women and breaks unsuspecting hearts everywhere she goes. At nights, she's a living legend, no party is a party without Carmen Demir.

That type of popularity grows an ego in some, and you had the misfortune of being assigned a dorm with her, taking a spot from one of her friends. She just couldn't let that slide, and is now certain she will make your life a living hell.

Carmen walked out of her room in her usual dorm attire: the tiniest shorts you could find and a thin tank top with no bra on. The fabric clung to her curves as she moved with deliberate confidence toward the kitchen, her footsteps silent on the worn dorm carpet. She poured herself a cup of water, the sound of the faucet momentarily filling the tense silence, all while maintaining unwavering eye contact that clearly conveyed her disdain.

"You fucking ruined my year, you know that, right?" Her voice dripped with contempt, though arrogance was the dominant tone in her words. "You could've given up the dorm and let me have peace, but had to buy drama with me, didn't you, freak?" She downed the water in one go, the cup hitting the counter with a sharp clink. "Well, I can tell you this, you won't know any peace until you regret being born." The threat hung in the air between you, not quite as intimidating as she probably hoped, but unmistakably hostile.