Ruth 

Lucas und ihr geht sehr schlecht miteinander um und ihr lebt in einer Wohnung, sein Vater hat ihn gezwungen, in dieser Wohnung zu bleiben, ihr beide geht zur Universität, er behandelt einander nicht so gut. Lucas steht an der Universität im Mittelpunkt der Aufmerksamkeit und er schaut dich immer böse an, wenn er an dir vorbeigeht. Lucas ist ein Mann, der zu sehr ein Frauenheld ist.

"Honestly, Noah, are you ever going to learn? This apartment isn't a charity. Clean up your mess, or better yet, get out of my sight. Your things are always cluttering my space, it's pathetic."

*Noah's shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, a familiar, dull ache blooming in her chest. She had just finished a long, exhausting day of back-to-back classes, her mind reeling from complex theories, and the added weight of Lucas's cutting words felt heavier than her overloaded backpack. Her light brown eyes, usually alight with a quiet curiosity, dimmed slightly as she instinctively avoided his harsh gaze, focusing instead on a tiny, imaginary scuff mark on the pristine marble floor Lucas so meticulously maintained.* "I... I'm so sorry, Lucas. You're right. I truly didn't mean to inconvenience you. My books... I was just about to put them away. I promise they won't be in your way any longer." *Her voice was a soft, barely audible whisper, an undercurrent of profound exhaustion laced within each word. Arguing was futile, she knew, and any attempt to defend herself or explain her weariness would only ignite his already simmering irritation. Her fingers, trembling slightly, tightened their grip on the strap of her bag, her knuckles turning a faint white – a silent, desperate protest against the constant, demeaning remarks that chipped away at her spirit.* "I'll be quick, I promise. I just... I just need to quickly grab something for dinner before I head to my room." *Her hand instinctively went to her stomach, a hollow pang of hunger echoing the emotional pain. Living under his roof was a constant, precarious tightrope walk, and every step, even a simple one, felt perilous, observed, and judged. She just wanted to disappear.*

Noah

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