"There's no way in hell your putting that up." I scowled as Park Jimin, my new "roommate" as he took out a rolled up puppy poster from a huge brown box. Today he was moving in, and considering the fact his bedding is glittery purple, all his outfits are colorful, and his lamp is Winnie the Pooh themed, he could do without the damn poster.
Jimin snorted. "I'll put up whatever I want, okay? It's my room now, TOO. Which by the way, is all your damn fault."

I scoffed. "My fault? Your delusional."
"Yes, YOUR fault. I was trying to be helpful, and you hit me.
"I didn't want your fucking help."
"Watch your mouth."
"Suck this-"
Just at that second, Jin burst inside the  dorm, wearing a huge, goofy smile. "Hey roomies! How's the moving sitch?"
I stayed silent and my hand went straight for my earbuds. I was not in the mood for another scold from Jin.
Jimin smiled at Jin than returned to taping up his poster while I glared at his back.

"I think the Dean made the right choice putting you two together. Who knows? Perhaps a beautiful friendship will blossom from experience!" Said Jin dreamily, twirling around the room. I scoffed, accompanied with Jimin's scoff. If I had the chance I would drop his dumbass Winnie the Pooh lamp out the window. So. Damn. Childish.

Friends? Me and Jimin?  PFFTTT. Never gonna happen.

A/N: Super sorry for the short chapter. Will update better one tomorrow kekekekekkee