college kills //h.s\\

prolouge.

'College is full of opportunities!'
'College has so much freedom.'
'You'll have fun, don't worry.'

College. Not fun, barely any freedom, and dull opportunities. My mother always told me she had high expectations for me, so when I got into UNI she couldn't have been more happy for me.
Me on the other hand? I wanted blow my brains out. This is my third year, and I hate it to it's core.
I just hated the people around me, for no reason. I just didn't like being in big places with loads of people, along with all the annoying guys. No, boys. Right now they're spitting spit balls at each other, on purpose. How immature could they be?
Me? Well, I stick to myself and only myself. You never know who you can and can't trust. I didn't join teams, do clubs, or go to parties. I stayed in my dorm room. Thankfully enough, without a roommate. It never occurred to me until now how much time I spend in there, or going to get food. Which was also a lot.

My head down, focused on the new terms paper that was due in a week. I didn't bother looking up when someone sat next to me.
"What is that?" His husky accent whispered to me, knocking me out of my trance on the paper. I knew who was. Harry. A fraternity kid, throwing parties, getting drunk. 24/7.
"A paper." I kept writing, a bit nervously now since he was reading it right over my shoulder.
"Can you go away?" I groaned quietly, my head looking up to look at him with an aggravated look. His bold green eyes stared into my piercing blue ones, pushing his hair back with his hand.
"Uh, no." He held out the word 'uh', making me groan again. I moved a seat away from him, only for him to move into my previous seat. I really wanted to punch this kid right now. He was making me mad. Like, back off maybe?
"I never see you around. Why not?" His brows furrowed as he talked, leaning in so he could whisper to me.
"I don't have friends." My hand shot up before he could respond.
"No, I don't want any either." I grabbed my things as the bell for the class rang, the professor trying to shout over everyone as they rushed out. I kept my things close to me, pushing past people as I made it onto campus. Fixing my beanie, almost falling off my head, and returning to my dorm room.