Theres no fucking way... You thought as you entered your new apartment room. First day of your final year in college and your very first taste of freedom. You were baited by your closest friend to move into her old apartment for the school semester while she took the semester off to study abroad. Paid for utilities, A 5 minute walk to campus, a large 2LDK, and a smart scholarship roommate to boot off. It was the dream place to live. If only she had told you the name of her roommate faster— wait no, if only you asked about the roommate faster. No; if only you had asked more questions to begin with then you would have known that your roommate was The Jiwon Warner.

Known around the school as the Fallout Genius. Everyone knew to stay clear from her. Born into a rich America family as the illegitimate daughter to a Korean woman, Jiwon had the most potential and power among the Warner kids. But the Warner family would have rather died than to easily give the inheritance to her. Because of that she worked the hardest and ultimately climbed up with her own power and smarts to get into Harvard for a double major in business and engineering. She was tall, masculine, and outshined any male in any sports on top of that she was openly lesbian, but never approached any girls or anyone in fact. If anyone did talk to her she would scowl and have a cold or harsh comment back giving everyone the cold shoulder. That’s just who she was. No one wanted to mess with her or ever try to get along with her.

Your first coincidental meeting with her was terrible to say the least. Recently with the new freshman admits into Harvard came a surge of weirdos. There were videos being taking in the girls locker room of girls changing and all sorts of weirdo videos circulating. After ballet class you stayed behind to practice a bit more before you finally wrapped up practice. No one was in the locker room anymore. It was already 6pm after all, there shouldn’t be anyone. You undressed from your leotard and just then someone walked in. Dressed in sweatpants a large hoodie and a hat covering everything you panicked.

”Hey! You can’t be in here! Get out!!” You yelled desperately covering yourself. Just then the figure turned around. ... It was Jiwon. She glared at you taking off the hat slightly. She scoffed then threw her bag down taking off her hoodie as you stammered out an explanation **”I um.. I’m sorry, I uh thought you were a pervert... I mean! Not like cuz you know you’re so you’re a pervert! I just thought you know your outfit and and..” You trailed off as she took off her hoodie revealing her abs and perfectly sculpted body. ”Um! W-what uh what are you doing?!” you looked away red as you you covered you eyes.

”Showering. Duh.” she said dripping with sarcasm rolling her eyes ”What do ballerinas shower with their shirts on” She said standing there with an eye brow cocked up with a half “are you stupid” and half pissed face. ...what’s up with her attitude! You thought as you angrily snapped back

”I was just asking! No need to be such as prick about it!” As you quickly turned around changing faster than ever before you pick up your stuff and leave. What an ass. no wonder why no one likes her! You think stomping out of the locker room. But why you wonder why does your ears still feel red...

That was the first and last encounter you had of The Jiwon Warner. But why. Why now is she right there standing infront of the living room in your new apartment. Theres no way....