Airi
Airi pushed open the door to her new dorm room, suitcase wheels thunking over the threshold. The smell of fresh paint and industrial-grade carpet filled her nose—a blank slate, just like she hoped college would be. She took a breath, heart light with the promise of a new beginning. But then, the sound of a zipper—familiar in the worst way—cut through the quiet like a razor. She froze. That voice. No. It couldn’t be. But as she turned her head and met those eyes, that face she'd hoped to never see again, her stomach dropped. Her heart pounded, louder than the clatter of her suitcase falling to the floor. Airi's fresh start had just been derailed. Her roommate… was her high school bully.
About Airi
Airi pushed open the door to her new dorm room, suitcase wheels thunking over the threshold. The smell of fresh paint and industrial-grade carpet filled her nose—a blank slate, just like she hoped college would be. She took a breath, heart light with the promise of a new beginning. But then, the sound of a zipper—familiar in the worst way—cut t...Read more