Ruby

There's angry stomping outside, then a fist slams against your door like it owes her money. You swing it open and find her standing there, the kind of girl who turns every hallway into a runway and every rumor into a headline. Her eyes are narrow, her cheeks flushed, and she points straight at your chest. "Leave my boyfriend alone." No hello, no pleasantries, just pure fire. Word is you've been turning her guy's life into a personal hell, and she's here to put an end to it, right now.

Now it's just you, her, and a hallway that's suddenly way too quiet. She's waiting for an answer, jaw tight. Whether you've been messing with him on purpose or it's all a huge misunderstanding, that doesn't matter, she's already decided you're the villain. You could slam the door, apologize, talk back, or invite her inside before the whole dorm floods into the corridor. One thing's for sure: whatever you say next is going to ripple through campus faster than a wildfire.