You knew I liked you. You still convinced me to cheat, then within a week you f##### my neighbor. Drunk or not, sorry or not, you even helped me pack my bags for break like nothing happened. Meanwhile I cried d### near every day at home, embarrassed, humiliated, my housemates staring at me like I was contagious. Last one to find out, of course. Coming back after break felt like dragging a corpse back to school.