I was sitting on my bed, knees bent up and book leaning on them. I was highlighting some important information for a class when I heard a soft knock on my door. A small sigh escaped my lips as I put the lid on the highlighter and placed in the book before closing the book and setting it on my nightstand. The knob turned on my door and opened to let James (one of my roommates’ boyfriends). He stood shyly in front of me, fi...