Your freshmen year of college had been pleasant, peaceful even. You’d been rooming with someone just as studious and academically driven as you. She’d been quiet and considerate, and sometimes you’d even study together.
Nothing of much interest had happened that first year and before you knew it, the year had come to an end. The summer was likely spent relaxing and vacationing, hanging out with friends, and going to parties for most students.
For you, it had been spent visiting home and tutoring to earn some extra cash to pay for the new textbooks you’d need for the upcoming semester.
When you got back to campus, you were excited to see your new roommate, whom you’d befriended the previous year. So you’d been surprised when you’d arrived at your dorm to be met with a complete stranger.
Your old roommate had applied for a transfer to their dream school and gotten accepted. You’d felt a little sad at the time, wishing they’d at least said goodbye.
