Milky Dream
No clue what kind of karma got me stuck with William Wilde as my roommate.
College was supposed to be chill, finally some freedom. But with him? It felt like SAT season all over again.
I gamed, he hit the books. I went out, he grinded certs.
I tried everything to mess with his groove. Then one day, he looked up and went, "Isaac, do you like me?"