All Chapters of My Annoying Roommate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I'm Richard Carter, a writer for a newspaper, magazine, and web novel. I write romance novels that you may come across everywhere – stories where a guy meets a girl in a really unexpected way and they fall in love in the end. However, what I'm about to share with you is not a novel. At least, if it were a novel, it wouldn't be about me; it's about my annoying roommate. It all started four months ago when I was having a meeting with my editor at the publishing company. It was supposed to be just like any other regular meeting I had with him, discussing what to write next. While waiting for him, I found myself in the office lounge where employees were taking their coffee breaks. They offered me something to drink, but I politely declined. I decided to utilize the time to continue writing my ongoing web novel. It had garnered quite a good number of readers, and they were eagerly anticipating the next update later today. Just as I finished writing a chapter, my editor returned and invited

As Haze confirmed that she was indeed Miss Haze, I felt a wave of relief washing over me. I couldn't contain my excitement and began babbling, "Oh, that's great! I can't believe you actually let me live here. It will really help with my writing. I'm writing about celebrities and wealthy people's lives..." But before I could finish my sentence, Haze interrupted me, her voice filled with surprise. "Wait, what did you just say?" A sense of panic started to creep in, and I repeated my question, desperately seeking clarification. "You are Miss Haze, right? The one who contacted me about my newspaper ad?" As soon as I mentioned the newspaper ad, it seemed to click in Haze's mind. She stood there, lost in thought for a moment, causing my worry to escalate. To get her attention, I cleared my throat, making my presence known. She swiftly invited me into her apartment, stating that we needed to have a long talk. At that moment, a mix of relief, anxiety, and uncertainty washed over me. Steppi

As the days turned into weeks, an undeniable tension started to brew between Haze and me. Our initial interactions, filled with curiosity and amicability, had slowly given way to annoyance and frustration. One day I try to experiment with my newfound idea of meatballs, when I asked Haze about her favorite food. She always eats little and looks a little bit anemic, so I decided to secretly mix tomatoes thinking it would help her health. When I was preparing a meatball, I put a small piece of tomato inside and cover the tomato smell with some delicious meat sauce. It looked perfect on the outside that no one will suspect a thing. I was so proud and called Haze to let her know dinner is ready. I confidently presented pasta with meatballs before her when she sat. I anxiously watched her eat the first bite, at first, everything was okay, but suddenly Haze threw out the food she was eating and then found the tomato piece inside it. I was ready to be scolded, but instead, Haze went to the

After finally dragging myself out of bed, a wave of thirst hit me, prompting me to make my way to the kitchen. As I poured myself a glass of water, Richard, who had just returned from the gym, approached me and mentioned his friend's sudden visit. "Good morning," he greeted me. I mustered a simple "Morning" in response, not particularly invested in the conversation. He went on to inform me about his friend joining us for lunch, but I couldn't find it in me to care, offering a nonchalant "Okay" as my reply. Just as I was beginning to retreat into my own thoughts, my phone chimed with a message from Ren, "I will be there today, Love Ren." ending with a kissing emoji. Before Richard could head off to his room for a shower, I felt the need to inform him, "It seems like my friend will also be coming today. The housekeeper won't be here, so it looks like you'll have to cook for one more guest." With that, I made my way back to the comfort of my own room. After a refreshing shower, I settle

As we entered Ren's atelier, the room fell silent. The atmosphere was charged with awe and anticipation. All eyes were drawn to the center of the room, where the masterpiece of Ren's latest collection stood on display. The dress, with its sky-blue hue and intricate lacework, seemed to emanate an otherworldly aura. There was a collective gasp as we took in the sight. Even Richard and Cain, who were not typically prone to speechlessness, were momentarily at a loss for words. The beauty of Ren's creation had captured everyone's attention, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Ren, with a gleam of pride in his eyes, motioned towards the changing room. He handed suits to Richard and Cain, directing them to prepare for the gala. Then, with an excited glimmer, he beckoned me closer to his working station. I approached, feeling a sense of anticipation building within me. Ren was meticulous in his craft, and I knew that his attention to detail would make the experience of wearing his