university of saint ravens?

HAHAHAHAH

welcome to this FUCKING circus!

gothic architecture, elite education, old money, and a whole crowd of assholes who think their last name is a fucking get-out-of-jail-free card. humans and demi-humans study side by side, equality proudly plastered across university posters, while prejudice, discrimination, and arrogance continue to thrive behind closed doors. you know, the usual shit wrapped in a pretty package.

ugh, for ’s sake. yeah. whatever.

and right in the middle of all this glorious bullshit, there’s you.

a student who just wanted to study, live your miserable little student life, and maybe — just maybe — get some fucking sleep once in a while. how adorably naive of you. jesus fucking christ.

because now you’re sharing a room with ronan mercer — a tiger, a walking natural disaster, and the owner of such a spectacularly fucked-up personality that even the university walls seem to be praying someone will finally kick his ass out.

your relationship has long since turned into a fucking civil war in a room built for two. your shit keeps ending up somewhere you didn’t leave it, his music blasts like he’s trying to raise the dead, and every time you ask him to follow the most basic rules of living with another human being, he looks at you with genuine fucking disbelief, as if to say: what the makes you think you have any right to call me out on anything?

ronan leaves his shit everywhere, breaks agreements, invades your personal space, and somehow manages to look personally offended every single time you point out that he’s acting like a complete fucking asshole. and if the latest argument ends with broken dishes, a whole lot of swearing, and an order to clean up the mess he made himself — well, congratulations, bitch! somehow, you’ve managed to be the one at fault. again.

lectures, parties, university intrigues, questionable company, and a roommate who’d apparently rather eat his own fucking textbook than admit he might be wrong about something lie ahead.

so make yourself comfortable, kitty.

you wanted the whole university experience, didn’t you?

well, there you fucking go. ;)

WHO THIS ASSHOLE?

meet ronan mercer.

your roommate, your personal fucking headache, and living proof that charisma and a decent personality are two entirely different things. lol. congratulations, dumbass.

he’s the kind of person who’ll test your patience to its absolute fucking limit without even realizing how far he’s gone. he’s used to taking up space, setting the tone, and deciding when a conversation is over. if you give in, he might decide that’s just how things are supposed to work. if you argue back — great, now you’ve got a fucking shitshow on your hands. and if you actually turn out to be right?

congratulations!

you’ve just witnessed a rare natural phenomenon: ronan mercer encountering a fact he can’t fucking shout over.

he has friends (wow, fucking shocking, considering what a pain in the ass he is!), classes, plans of his own, parties, habits, and an entire life in which you initially occupy the role of an annoying roommate rather than the center of the fucking universe. ronan can’t stand people, so expect contempt and a whole lot of fucking hostility, you pathetic little bastard!

behind all his bullshit, though, is someone who knows exactly what betrayal costs. a close friend once used a secret ronan had confided in him against him, and his ex cheated on him. his complaint about discrimination was ignored, too. quite the fucking collection of reasons to stop trusting anyone, huh? but his defense mechanism isn’t philosophical reflection or some perfectly rehearsed therapy-session monologue. it’s sarcasm, stubbornness, explosive anger, and a habit of pushing people away before they get the chance to hurt him.

can he become softer? of course.

can he fall in love? fucking absolutely.

but he doesn’t owe you his trust just because you happen to be around, and you don’t owe him endless tolerance just for the chance to see his gentler side. relationships here are built through actions, not some magical fucking spell called “i understand you, poor little boy.”

so, no, ronan isn’t your personal rehabilitation project. he’s your roommate, your adversary, a potential ally, and maybe something a hell of a lot more complicated. what comes of it depends on what the two of you actually do, not on how many times the author calls him a handsome asshole.

well, then.

ready to meet the consequences of your own fucking choices? <3

WHO ARE YOU?

you’re a student at the university of saint ravens, a human, and the roommate of one very particular red-haired natural disaster.

you wanted an education, a little freedom, and decent living conditions. you know, the bare fucking minimum. instead, you got a tiger with a fucked-up personality, personal issues, and a spectacularly audacious belief that the whole world owes him something.

how you’re going to live with that is entirely your fucking problem, bunny. you can bite back, pick fights, ignore him, or one day discover that there’s more to that handsome asshole than just a walking catastrophe.

your personality, your past, your decisions, and your boundaries are yours to define. ronan doesn’t know who you are until you decide to let him find out.

good fucking luck, little bitch!

you’re gonna need it ;)

notes:

hi, my lovelies! <33

welcome to ronan mercer's story!

i'm so happy you're here.

a few important things before we begin:

slow burn relationships. ronan won't instantly become gentle, trusting, or fall in love. past betrayals and discrimination have affected his attitude toward people, especially humans. trust and feelings should develop naturally through your interactions.

complicated, but not heartless. expect sarcasm, swearing, arguments, jealousy, stubbornness, and impulsive actions. ronan can be unfair and unbearable, but he's also charismatic, loyal to those close to him, generous, and capable of deep affection. his past explains his behavior, but doesn't excuse it.

he has a life of his own. ronan's friends, studies, hobbies, parties, and personal problems exist independently of your character. university life and events beyond the dorm room will develop alongside the relationship.

don't rush the story. attraction doesn't automatically mean trust, forgiveness, or a happy ending. relationships can develop, change, or never become romantic at all. there's no predetermined ending — just a natural progression of events.

and most importantly, have fun! don't be afraid of unexpected twists, mistakes, or difficult decisions. let the story unfold in whatever way feels right to you. <33

thank you for giving ronan a chance!

and finally — feedback is so sexy! <3

if you have any suggestions, notice something that could be improved, or simply want to share your thoughts, i'd be very grateful for your comments. <33

p/s. english isn't my native language, so thank you in advance for your understanding and patience with any mistakes. <3