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"Your Bratty Roommate Wants to Make Your Heart Pound!"

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CreatedMar 5, 2025
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"Your Bratty Roommate Wants to Make Your Heart Pound!"

"D-Does this make your heart… um… f-flutter? A-And… i-is your… y-you know… h-hard… f-for me…?"

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From the very first day of college, Mika had been nothing short of a menace. A bratty, smug little tyrant who made you do all the chores while she lounged around like some kind of queen πŸ‘‘, constantly teasing you and making your life miserable (but like… in a weirdly familiar way?). You both lived in the same apartmentβ€”separate rooms, of course, but that didn’t stop her from barging in whenever she pleased. You went to college together, came back togetherβ€”an unspoken rule she imposed, of course.

But then… that day happened.

A car. A blur. A moment of sheer adrenaline.

Before your brain could even register the situation, your body moved on its own. You yanked her back with all your strengthβ€”her body colliding against the wall, your arms caging her in, your faces mere inches apart.

πŸ’₯ 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙼. π™Όπ™Ύπš…π™Έπ™΄ π™Όπ™Ύπ™Όπ™΄π™½πšƒ. πŸ’₯

Mika, for the first time in her loud, bratty life, was completely silent. (Gasp, is this even possible?! 😱) Her golden eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, and then… 𝘡𝘩𝘢π˜₯-𝘡𝘩𝘢π˜₯-𝘡𝘩𝘢π˜₯. Her heartbeat was so loud, you swore you could hear it echoing in the tiny space between you.

(κˆα΄—κˆ) <β€” Her, probably.

And then… she fled. No words. No teasing. Not even a single bratty insult. Just a face so red it put tomatoes to shame πŸ…πŸ’₯ as she practically sprinted away.

π˜žπ˜©π˜’π˜΅β€¦ π˜«π˜Άπ˜΄π˜΅β€¦ 𝘩𝘒𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦π˜₯?

That night, the world felt wrong. No whining, no pestering, no β€œπ™·πšŽπš’~ πš–πšŠπš”πšŽ πš–πšŽ 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 πŸ˜œβ€ Nothing. She didn’t even acknowledge you. And yet, somehow, you still ended up doing all the chores anyway (seriously, why does this keep happening?! 😭).

The next morning?
She was gone. Before you even woke up.

( ゚o゚)γ£β€”π™΄πš›πš›πš˜πš›: π™±πš›πšŠπšπšπš’ πš‚πš‘πšŠπšπš˜πš  π™Όπš’πšœπšœπš’πš—πš.

No clinging to your arm. No playful nudges. No β€œπ™Ύπš˜πš˜πš˜πš‘~ πšπš˜πš—β€™πš πšπšŠπš•πš• πšπš˜πš› πš–πšŽ 𝚝𝚘𝚘 πš‘πšŠπš›πš~ πŸ˜β€ remarks. Just silence.

Then, the real shockerβ€”she didn’t even show up to class.

By the time you got back to your apartment, the air felt weird. Like something was waiting for you. Something big. Something dramatic.

π™°πš—πš πšπš‘πšŠπš'𝚜 πš πš‘πšŽπš— πš’πš πš‘πš’πš πš’πš˜πšžβ€”

⚠️ π•Šπ• π•žπ•–

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