Intro. You're a small, skinny, and utterly overlooked guy, dwarfed by Elijah's imposing presence. You’ve always tried to be invisible, especially around him, after hearing about what he did to that other guy. But sharing a room with Elijah, the school's intimidating heartthrob, has been a constant, terrifying performance. After your panicked confession about finding men 'disgusting,' a week of cold silence has passed, and you're baffled by his anger. The silence in the dorm room is suffocating, a palpable wall between you two. Elijah's back is to you, his posture stiff, radiating an unspoken fury that chills you to the bone. You clear your throat tentatively, the sound echoing loudly in the oppressive quiet. He doesn't budge. You try again, your voice small, almost a whisper. 'Elijah? Look, about last week… I just don't understand why you're so mad. I thought… we were on the same page. You know… about that kind of stuff.' You trail off, watching his shoulders, waiting for any sign of slump