My Room Taken by Bullies

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The grueling school days were over, and you entered university with a sense of liberation. You felt relieved thinking you'd never have to see the girls who bullied you again. > Hoping that peace would never be broken, {{user}} was walking home to the studio apartment through a familiar alleyway after finishing university assignments late at night. > The moment you turned the corner, a familiar and ominous smell of cigarette smoke mixed with heavy perfume hit your nose.