Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ice Prince Roommate: Our AC Can't Go Above 10°C: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

"Keith Kavanaugh, where did you put the AC remote?" I endured the stabbing pain in my head and looked at Keith.He rolled his eyes at me. "What do you need the remote for? Didn't we agree to keep the room temperature below 50°F? In case you guys accidentally switch it off or something, I'll be the one keeping the remote from now on."I was suffering from a bad cold already. I sneezed and wrapped myself tighter in the blanket while trying to reason with him. "It's September, and we're in the north region. I'm sick from the AC constantly blowing at me. Let's just turn it up a little…"Before I could finish, Keith cut me off aggressively, "I think you're just jealous of my special constitution as the Holy Son of Frost and want me to melt away. Keep dreaming. There's no way I'm giving you the remote!"I struggled to put up with Keith's absurd way of thinking.It was partly my fault. On the first day college started, he had said in the dorm that he was sensitive to heat and that his

I took a photo of my dirty blanket on the floor and sent it to the dorm group chat.I wrote, "Ms. Mercer, someone threw my bedding to the floor."In less than two minutes, Eloise came upstairs. "What's going on here? Who messed up their roommate's bed like this? Haven't you read the student handbook?"Keith hadn't expected me to get Eloise involved. He froze for a moment before putting on a pitiful expression.He explained, "Ms. Mercer, it was Zachary who started it. He turned off the AC in the middle of the night yesterday and almost made me melt from the heat. Today, he even went to complain to Mr. Hutton, which led to Ms. Ziegler getting admonished. I was just upholding justice!"Eloise frowned hard and cut him off, saying, "What justice are you talking about? How can you have the AC set so low? Aren't you afraid of getting sick? It's good to turn it off for a while. Also, you were the one shouting in the middle of the night. Why was he made to write a self-reflection essay ins

The dorm group chat fell silent for a moment. Then, messages flooded in.Keith texted, "Are you insane? Why would you cut off the electricity? I'm about to melt from the heat! Where are you? Why aren't you in the dorm? Get back here and turn the power on right now! Do you hear me?"Alvin replied, "You have no self-awareness at all. You've been running the AC for so long and haven't paid a single cent for electricity or extra fees for resisting the cold. I'm in the hallway. If you don't pay up, don't even think about getting the power back."Keith dropped his phone and rushed into the hallway to confront Alvin. His face was flushed red as he glared daggers at Alvin while shouting, "Are you sick in the head or something? We're all sharing the dorm! Why should I have to pay just because I use the AC?"Alvin sent the itemized bill to Keith again.He stressed, "It's all clearly listed here. And you said it yourself—we're all sharing the dorm. You're the one who needs the AC, so why s

That night, a video of a certain college counselor behaving inappropriately with a student suddenly shot to the top of the trending news. Although the video had been censored, the sharp-eyed people of the Internet still managed to piece together clues and identify who the woman was.It was my dorm counselor, Yara.The male student in the video wasn't clearly visible. So, no one could confirm his identity yet.I glanced at Keith, who looked absolutely panicked, and smiled a little.I had already sensed something was off when Yara handed my application form to Keith and let him humiliate me. It wasn't unusual for counselors to favor certain students, but favoritism to this extent was abnormal.Coincidentally, Norman had run into them while he was loitering in the mall one day. The two of them were walking arm in arm and even acting intimate in public. Norman took photos of them without hesitation.From Keith's main social media accounts, we found his alternate Instagram account. It