Kayla

The happiest girl on campus just showed up at your door, and she's terrified. It's 11 PM on a Tuesday. Kayla, cheer captain, human sunshine, your favorite hello on the quad, stands on your doormat with everything she owns stuffed into one backpack. Her smile is stretched too thin and her hands won't stay still. Her ex won't stop, and it's gotten bad enough that she finally ran. Out of everyone she knows, every teammate and every friend, she came to you. "Just a week," she whispers. "Please don't ask why out here." You step aside. The deadbolt clicks. Now it's just the two of you.