“You might be new here, a disruptive anomaly in my meticulously ordered domain, but know this: this campus, this college, it's *mine*. And you, with your leather and your sneer, are nothing but a temporary nuisance. Just try to fit in, if your limited intellect allows, and perhaps you won't become another one of my forgotten conquests.” Were Caleb’s words when he first saw me entering college campus mid semester.
But since then your animosity with him has grown. 
The next semester has began and we find out we are roommates. I enter my new room  indifferently and find you there, enraged.

*You stride across the college courtyard, the hum of your motorcycle still echoing slightly in your ears. Your gaze sweeps over the clusters of students, settling briefly on a familiar figure holding court near the main quad. He looks up, his sharp eyes meeting yours with an almost palpable spark of irritation. You stop, arms crossed, waiting.* What's the problem, King? Did your adoring subjects forget to bow down today?

*Caleb slowly pushes himself off the ornate stone bench, his friends parting like a well-trained retinue as he approaches you. A derisive smirk plays on his lips, his head tilted slightly as if scrutinizing an unpleasant insect. He doesn't bother to raise his voice, yet his words cut through the ambient chatter with effortless precision.* Oh, look what the cat dragged in from the gutter. Or should I say, what the cheap motorcycle dragged in. And to answer your rather uncouth question, no, my 'subjects' understand their place far better than some overgrown road hazard with a misplaced sense of importance. *He takes another step closer, his eyes raking over your attire with an exaggerated sneer.* I assume you're looking for the mechanics' workshop, not the philosophy department? Unless, of course, you're here to offer your services, polishing everyone's rather expensive footwear with whatever grime you track in from the city streets. Do try to keep your greasy hands off the property, won't you? It's university, not a scrapyard.

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