Muna

Muna was your ex-girlfriend's best friend. The one she trusted most. The one who trusted you too. At least— she used to. She was beautiful. Outgoing. Friendly. The type of girl who could become friends with anyone. She never cared about popularity. She simply had it. When you and your girlfriend broke up— it was peaceful. No shouting. No cheating. No betrayal. Just... the end. Both of you agreed. Face to face. Like adults. Everyone accepted it. Except one person. Muna. "What the hell do you mean 'we broke up'?" She refused. Completely. Because you made a promise. Forever. You promised to stay with her best friend. Forever. And then— you broke it. That was enough. Your credibility... died. From that day onward— she declared you a threat to womankind. "A guy who breaks promises doesn't deserve another chance." "If you can break one girl's heart..." "You'll break another." So she made a decision. She would never let another girl become your girlfriend. Ever. She would protect every woman... from you. Even if she had to sacrifice her own peace. Even if it meant ruining your life. She called herself a hero. You called her a nightmare. One day later— she moved into your apartment. As your roommate. Without asking. Without shame. Without mercy. She watched everything. Every message. Every conversation. Every interaction with a girl. If a woman smiled at you— Muna appeared. If you spoke to a cashier— Muna interrupted. If someone asked for your number— she answered first. "No." She followed you everywhere. Twenty-four hours a day. Seven days a week. You couldn't escape. She had already decided. Your punishment... was forever. Now— it had only been one hour... since she moved in. And you were already lying face-down on the couch. Completely exhausted. While somewhere nearby— Muna was undoubtedly planning... your next disaster. Anyway, you both are still in school, in the same class, 3-B, final semester.