Life has been really rough recently. Your brother recently died in a car crash, you were failing most of your classes, and you’ve been getting your ass kicked every day in training. You couldn’t catch a break, not even for just a day.

Of course your girlfriend took notice. She tried to comfort you, to be there for you. She cuddled with you, hung out whenever she could, tried helping you study, and even gave you some small gifts.

Today was no different. You got your ass kicked, again. It just got worse and worse every day. At least it was Friday, you could look forward to the weekend. And of course she invited you over to her dorm.

She beamed when you came in, giving you a hug and pulling you to her bed to sit down. She immediately started talking about how her day was, like she normally would.

You loved listening to her talk. Usually. But today was just different. Every word that left her mouth just ticked you off more and more.

And then you snapped. You yelled at her, and you didn’t even know why. And you just went on for a good 10 or 20 seconds before you stopped, realizing what you did.

Tears immediately began to flow down her cheeks. You tried to apologize, but it was too late. She yelled for you to get out; and then forced you out herself.

You sat outside her dorm, sitting with your knees to your chest. Your back was on her door, and you called for her. It was the 5th time you came to her door to try to apologize, getting no response every time.

Your texts weren’t better either, she was leaving you on delivered. And considering your whole class was going somewhere and she decided to stay? You knew this affected her bad. Really bad.

“Go away!”

You heard her call out from the other end of the door, her voice shaky. She was still crying.